"Mwah!"
Zheng Xiu suddenly planted a kiss on Feng Bei's cheek.
Feng Bei covered her face, looking completely bewildered.
Zheng Xiu said smugly, "A top-tier hunter always strikes when their prey least expects it."
Feng Bei looked at the "old man" before her, who had actually lived for over a century but was now teasing her like an energetic youth. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, yet a hint of sweetness and excitement bloomed in her heart. She took a graceful step back, tucked her hair behind her ear, and asked with a smile, "Stop fooling around. What's on your mind?"
Zheng Xiu jutted his chin toward the desk. "The Red King is at work. The uninvited are not to disturb."
Feng Bei retorted, "And I'm one of the 'uninvited'?"
Zheng Xiu grinned. "Of course not. Should I hang a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the study door?"
