Pretty Fool's Live Clearance in Infinite World

Lin Qi lowered his head uneasily, whispering to the system in his mind, "Why does the atmosphere feel weird..."

"That's really strange. Why don't you find an excuse to leave?" The system glanced at the strange man across from him and suggested to the boy.

Lin Qi sighed helplessly in his heart, thinking to himself that he had never felt that waiting for food to be served would be so long and unbearable before.

He raised his eyes cautiously, quickly glanced at the man opposite him who was staring at him, and said in a low voice: "Um... Do you know what happened in the dungeon recently?"

"They said several copies were closed."

Zhou Xuan didn't seem surprised at all when he heard this. Instead, he said naturally, "I know. Even the assessment dungeon we went through together has been closed."

"Then..." The boy hesitated for a moment, paused for a moment, and then asked darkly, "Do you know what it means when the leaderboard names turn gray?"

Zhou Xuan stared quietly at the young man in front of him. He stared at him with a pair of clear eyes, his mouth tightly pursed, as if afraid of saying something wrong. There were two shallow dimples on his cheeks, and he looked very well-behaved.

However, Zhou Xuan simply lowered his eyes slightly, the expression in his eyes obscure and difficult to discern.

In his opinion, although the boy seemed so gentle and well-behaved at this moment, this appearance was just to get information about another man from him. Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but feel an indescribable complex emotion in his heart.

"You want to ask Gu Chen, right?" Finally, Zhou Xuan broke the silence and pointed out the boy's intention.

His voice was low and magnetic, and seemed to contain a hint of subtle displeasure.

The boy was caught off guard by Zhou Xuan's blunt statement. "Ah? I, I..."

Lin Qi subconsciously wanted to deny it, but when he met Zhou Xuan's deep gaze, he suddenly became stammering: "I, I, I am just curious, I really don't mean anything else..."

"Brother, do you really want to know?" Zhou Xuan's tone was somewhat elusive, making it difficult to guess what he meant.

"..."

Lin Qi was silent for a moment, then he raised his head and stole a glance at the man opposite him. Seeing that the man didn't seem very angry, he tentatively asked in a low voice, "I kind of want to..."

However, just as he finished speaking, the man's calm expression suddenly changed. He frowned slightly, and a subtle hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Then, he sat up straight, and his tone became a little colder than before: "There are too many people here, it's not convenient to talk about this. Let's talk about it later when we get back."

The boy was confused by the man's sudden change of attitude, but since he needed help, he could only nod obediently, complaining to the system in his heart, "Why is he so moody!"

Not long after, the two finished their meal. Then, the man stood up and walked towards the door. Seeing this, Lin Qi hurriedly followed him.

In this way, the man took Lin Qi all the way back to his residence. Along the way, Lin Qi seemed a little absent-minded, and kept thinking about how to ask the man about Gu Chen later.

When they arrived at the man's door, Lin Qi looked at the house in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in admiration. From the outside, the house's decoration style was simple and elegant, which was very consistent with Zhou Xuan's clean and neat personality.

The man opened the door and walked in first. Lin Qi followed closely behind him. After entering the room, he found that he had no idea where to go and could only stand there in a daze.

At this moment, the man turned around and glanced at Lin Qi, who was still standing there motionless, and said in a natural tone, "Brother, please sit down."

After hearing this, Lin Qi walked gently and slowly to the sofa and carefully sat down. His fair, slender hands rested gently on his long, straight legs, and his whole body leaned forward slightly, presenting a well-behaved yet reserved posture.

At the same time, Zhou Xuan also sat down on the sofa across from Lin Qi. His eyes, as dark and deep as obsidian, remained fixed on the young man before him from beginning to end.

Zhou Xuan asked in a neutral tone, devoid of any emotion, "Do you want to know where Gu Chen is?"

The young man, who had originally lowered his head, suddenly raised his head when he heard these words, his eyes revealing a hint of eagerness and expectation, and he quickly looked at the man in front of him.

He nodded timidly, his voice as soft as a mosquito, and murmured, "Hmm."

Seeing the boy's reaction, Zhou Xuan's expression seemed to grow even darker and uglier. However, he ultimately suppressed his dissatisfaction and said in a deep voice, "I don't know where he is, but he's not dead."

When Lin Qi heard what the other party said, his heart, which had been hanging in the air, suddenly relaxed and the corners of his mouth curled up. He didn't know why, but he always felt that Zhou Xuan knew a lot of things.

The man noticed the boy's relieved expression and the genuine smile on his face. His eyes darkened, and his already unclear tone became even more elusive. He asked coldly, "Why? Are you so happy to know he's not dead?"

Hearing the man's slightly questioning words, the young man glanced at him quietly like a frightened little rabbit, then gently bit his pink lips. After a long while, he mustered up the courage and replied in a soft voice, "If nothing happened, I would naturally feel happier..."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the man seemed to have had a sensitive nerve touched. He stood up from his seat and walked straight towards the young man with big strides.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the young man. He bent down slightly and stared down at the young man in front of him condescendingly.

This sudden action frightened Lin Qi greatly. His eyes widened, and he involuntarily shrank back. However, the powerful sense of oppression emanating from the man followed him like a shadow, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

Looking at the stern face that was gradually approaching him, the boy felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and even his speech became stammering: "You...what are you going to do..."

Zhou Xuan just stared quietly at the beautiful, slightly fragile boy in front of him. His gaze was like two torches, projecting directly onto the boy's face.

After a moment, he slowly spoke, his voice low and hoarse: "If one day, I become like Gu Chen, will you worry about me?"

"Like worrying about Gu Chen?"