Even hybrid monsters have their day

"So mysterious?" Hearing him say that, Geng Miaowan immediately thought of her mission—a shocking conspiracy. Could it be related to the Silver Alliance? "Is there really not a single clue?"

Qiu Pi's eyes casually swept over Huangfu Aoxuan and Xu Ruwen, who were both engrossed in their own tasks, seemingly uninterested in what he was saying. His face maintained its amiable smile, as if he didn't care whether these people were actually listening to him or not.

"It's not that we have no clues at all. We have basically identified the target, but the person's identity is special, and we don't have any real evidence, so we can't bring him to justice for the time being."

"Who?" This person might be the key to her mission.

Just then, the door opened, and Qiu Pi's bodyguard entered. He approached Qiu Pi and respectfully said, "Sir, everything is ready."

Qiu Pi nodded, stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "Excuse me, I have to go to a banquet and must leave now."

Geng Miaowan also stood up, her eyes flashing with urgency as she looked at him. She opened her mouth, wanting to ask but then thought it might be too abrupt and arouse his suspicion.

He seemed completely oblivious to her inner conflict, turning and walking toward the door as he casually remarked, "I went to great lengths to find out that person would be at the banquet today; maybe I'll discover something."

“Ah, Mr. Qiu!” Geng Miaowan lowered her head slightly, staring at her shoes. “Well… I’m new here and don’t have anywhere to go at night. I wonder if Mr. Qiu could take me to see the world?”

Qiu Pi smiled slightly.

When Qiu Pi casually led Geng Miaowan into the banquet hall, Geng Miaowan awkwardly adjusted her clothes. She had to admit that although human society had progressed considerably in this era, taste and aesthetics hadn't changed much. For example, the suit Qiu Pi wore was a style she had often seen before, only slightly different in design and material.

Her evening gown was similar; it was a deep-cut dress, but not in the front, but in the back. The large neckline almost completely exposed her smooth, flawless back.

As Qiu Pi led her into the banquet hall, she could even feel the sleeve of his finely crafted suit brushing against her skin above her waist. However, his expression was calm and natural, and Geng Miaowan silently withdrew her gaze and looked ahead.

The banquet hall was already full of people, all men and women dressed in bright clothes, who all seemed to have a place in this society.

Qiu Pi was a celebrity in the country, and his arrival naturally attracted a lot of attention. What's more, he, who usually traveled alone, had come with a companion today, making the scene even more spectacular.

He always had a smile on his face, and he was friendly and approachable, without any airs. People felt less reserved when speaking to him. As a result, some acquaintances came forward, exchanging pleasantries and asking him to introduce them to the beautiful young woman. Those who were not familiar with him stood aside, either guessing or asking those around them who the woman standing next to him was.

In response to their questions, Qiu Pi simply smiled and said, "I would like to know who this Miss Geng is, but unfortunately, she is not yet."

This is an ambiguous statement, one that leaves much to the imagination. "Not yet," meaning it might be in the future. It's like he's indirectly saying he's interested in her, and so on... Everyone who hears this fills in countless imaginings, then gives him a knowing, knowing smile.

Geng Miaowan, however, didn't consider his words at all. Or perhaps she hadn't even heard what he said. As soon as she entered the banquet hall, her eyes darted around, searching for the person Qiu Pi had mentioned who might be at the banquet.

Finally, Qiu Pi saw off a few more people who had come under the guise of small talk to inquire about the business opportunities he mentioned. Geng Miaowan tugged at his sleeve and whispered in his ear, "Did he come?"

She looked around for a long time but couldn't find anyone suspicious. They were all impeccably dressed, with not a single thing about them that suggested they were villains.

Qiu Pi turned his head, about to answer, when another commotion arose at the door. Without thinking, he pointed to the door and said, "He's here."

Geng Miaowan's eyes followed his slender fingers and saw a person slowly walking out of the doorway, surrounded by a group of people.

Qiu Pi didn't look towards the door. Compared to the person he saw almost every day, he clearly preferred to focus his attention on the woman beside him.

She was already quite pretty, but after some deliberate styling, she appeared even more delicate and refined, pure yet elegant. Her almost perfect features rested softly on her face, giving her an inexplicable sense of approachability and making people unconsciously lower their guard around her. Her long hair was styled in a loose updo, making her face appear even smaller.

A few strands of hair fell naturally, outlining the graceful curve of her neck. Her skin was so white it was almost translucent; even standing there, he could almost see the faint blue artery beneath the skin of her neck, the thin skin pulsating with every movement. With just a slight tilt of his head, one could smell a subtle, delicate fragrance emanating from her, unlike any other woman's perfume—a unique scent belonging solely to one woman.

Qiu Pi felt his heart pounding wildly along with the throbbing of her carotid artery. He took a deep breath almost imperceptibly and turned his gaze to her face.

The warm yellow light shone on her face, making it appear as clear and translucent as crystal. Her long, curled eyelashes cast a soft shadow, obscuring the expression in her eyes. But even though he couldn't see them, he could imagine the brilliance in her eyes.

At this moment, however, a slight look of surprise appeared on her face. (To be continued.)