Ross and Loris sent the ten members of the Hetai Clan to the banquet room.

"Thank you, beautiful Miss Loris." In front of the door, Bach smiled with Gloris.

Loris smiled back: "Patriarch Bach has anything to need, just look for me!" ”

"If you have anything to want, just look for me, my friend." There was deep meaning in Bach's eyes, and Loris naturally understood what it meant: "I hope Patriarch Bach has a happy Christmas Eve." ”

"Thank you." Bach glanced at Ross, "Merry Christmas, Mr. Ross." ”

Rose looked polite: "You too, Patriarch Bach. ”

"Let's go!" When Bach entered the room and closed the door, Loris shouted.

On the way back.

"Boss, did you accept the proposal in their previous letter?" Rose took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and asked quietly.

Loris raised her hand to look at the ring on her index finger: "If you have interests, you are friends, what do you say?" ”

Rose nodded in understanding, and then stopped saying goodbye and followed Loris to the territory.

——

Han Qingluo, who had reconciled with Jin, swept away the displeasure in his heart, and walked towards his room with brisk steps, it was late at night, and the carnival in the hall had already ended.

In the distance, a figure was coming towards her from the gate of the dormitory, and Han Qingluo slowed down until he stood opposite the figure.

Jue looked at her and didn't speak. After a glance, he turned and walked in the direction of the attic of the tower. Han Qingluo understood the meaning in his eyes, and the cold gaze made the joy in her heart like a burning fire being instantly extinguished by a basin of cold water. She understands that what should come will come.

As soon as he arrived at the attic, Jue found a stool and sat down: "Do you know what I want to say to you?" ”

Han Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, lowered his head not to look at his cold and indifferent eyes, and said suddenly: "I'm sorry for ruining tonight's Christmas Eve, the boss can punish me however he wants, I admit my mistake!" ”

"Don't call me boss in the future."

His heartless words sounded in his ears, Han Qingluo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his head suddenly, and his eyes were met by his cold face, and he said in fear: "Why? ”

"From the very beginning, the relationship between you and me has been one between the user and the exploited." Jue said word by word, "I'm still too tolerant of you, so it led to tonight's joke." ”

Jue's words scratched her heart again and again like a knife, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red: "Boss, are you telling the truth?" Do you really think so? ”

Jue looked at her sad face, stood up and approached her, and actually laughed: "Otherwise? If it weren't for your skills, why would I use you again? You and I are also in a relationship of using each other, you use my Night Castle to fulfill your dreams, I use you to strengthen our Lessenlu, everything is very fair! ”

Looking at his indifferent and mocking face, Han Qingluo was more angry than sad, he clenched his hands at his side tightly, his teeth clenched, and a pair of blue eyes with red eyes stared at this ruthless blood clan man.

"Shame on you!" Han Qingluo shouted, and the tears that had accumulated in his eyes still slipped out. The fist hanging at his side smashed directly into Jue in front of him.

Jue just stood quietly, letting her fist pound on her chest, making a muffled sound, but she couldn't shake her solid body at all, her lowered eyes looked at the angry and distorted face, and the whole attic was full of her questions:

"Why didn't you just get rid of the relationship in the first place?"

"Why do you want to give me the illusion of warmth?"

"Why?"

……

Han Qingluo's hysterical roar contrasted sharply with Jue's indifferent indifference. The intense catharsis quickly exhausted her strength, leaving only helpless stubbornness.

She still slammed her fist into his chest again and again, but instead of anger, she complained, and a trembling "why" came out of her mouth.

"Have you had enough?" Jue held her fist and didn't let her move again.

His strong restraint made Han Qingluo understand that his strength was too small, too small to compete with them, so small that it was like floating. Thinking about it, he unloaded the barely supported strength of his hand and did not make any struggle.

Seeing that she was no longer crazy, Jue let go of her hand: "See your own position clearly, don't go beyond the rules, do your duty, it is the best choice for you and others." I give you the opportunity and identity because I want you to realize your own value, not to talk about feelings, and the transaction between us is nothing more than that, very fair. ”

Han Qingluo only held his eyes, and the tears on his cheeks had already been dried by the warm body temperature, and he did not respond to Jue's ruthless words, and only chose silence to escape.

"I hope you can think about it, you're a dispensable passerby to Nightcastle." Jue continued, not speaking for a long time, just looking at her, as if waiting for a positive reply.

"......Huh" Han Qingluo took a deep breath, calmed down, raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his raised eyes were full of firmness: "No matter how hard you hit me, I won't retreat, we are each claiming benefits for ourselves, you can't and can't interfere with my decision, I use my ability to speak, this is called fair trade." If Lord Jue wants to unilaterally oppress me as a partner, I can only cancel the transaction with you. ”

"You're threatening me?" Jue raised his eyebrows, his tone contemptuous.

"No!" Han Qingluo paused for a moment, "It's for the sake of interests, since Lord Jue wants to draw a clear line, then, putting aside emotions, let's talk about interests, interests are not equal, of course I have to raise objections." ”

At this moment, she is terrifyingly calm, and even in Jue's opinion, she seems to feel as if she has changed into a different person. is like returning to the night of the blood feast, she wielded a knife to resist, and swore to the death.

I'm used to the submissive appearance, how can I remember that she still has this calm and unyielding face?

"Very well, let's sort things out." Jue accepted to negotiate with her.

"We cooperate for each other's interests, I will hand over the technique to the bloodline of the Night Castle, you can't interfere with any of my choices in the past three years."

"Nothing can be detrimental to the interests of the Night Castle."

"Absolutely not!"

"Don't be too reckless, like tonight."

"Then there is nothing to talk about, there is not even basic human rights and dignity, and what kind of fairness is there to talk about, ridiculous!" Han Qingluo made a gesture and wanted to leave, but Jue grabbed her: "Deal!" ”

"So are we equal?"

Jue's brows furrowed slightly: "Hmm." ”

"From now on, you will only be an equal partner to me. You can't command, you can't insult me. I am not your appendage, I can make you breathe and drink; It's not something you can tease and you're not mine anymore...... Friend...... Top dog...... The trading time limit is only three years, do you accept it? ”

Suddenly, a cold wind blew into the attic, ruffling the shredded hair on her sideburns...... For a moment, Jue felt that the whole world was quiet, as long as the cold wind kept blowing in, whispering in the attic......

Her slightly red eyes, those blue eyes, were cold and calm, and he was a little stunned, this unwavering indifference seemed familiar—didn't he often show such a look? But when it was his turn, this heartless look made him feel uncomfortable......

"Do you accept it?" Her voice rang out again, without any emotional change in her tone, like a stranger.

"I accept." Looking into her eyes, Jue responded. He accepted it without hesitation, without a trace of scruples, and spoke almost as soon as she finished speaking.

The Bloodline is truly ruthless.

Han Qingluo pursed his lips and nodded, as if relieved and full of loss: "Then, happy cooperation!" ”

Holding her outstretched hand, Jue also responded with a sentence of "happy cooperation".

With this grip, there will be no other involvement, and from then on, each will seek its own affairs and will not interfere with each other.

Before leaving, Jue stopped Han Qingluo: "Is there anything abnormal about your hand wearing the ring?" ”

Touching the ring finger of his left hand, Han Qingluo raised his head: "No." ”

"Thank you." Jue politely said and left first.

Behind him, Han Qingluo lowered his head again, looked at his ring finger thoughtfully, stroked it a few times, stopped thinking, and walked out of the attic door.

——

It's late at night.

The fires all around the Nightcastle were dimming.

In the dim snowy night, a mysterious figure flashed, like a ghost shuttling through the corner of the Night Castle.

In the banquet room, a door creaked open. As if to welcome visitors, the door was deliberately left with a crack and was not locked.

As soon as the mysterious figure dodged in, the door clicked and locked, and a whispered conversation sounded in the dark room.

"Thank you for your hard work." This is the voice of the Bach patriarch.

"For the sake of the clan, no matter how hard it is, it's worth it!" A low voice sounded, and it was impossible to tell who it was. What is certain is that it must belong to that mysterious figure.

Bach: "Now your task is to comply with that guy, to focus on him, to tell him about our plan, and let this puppet find a way to complete it." Tell him that with the help of the Xitai Bloodline, he will definitely be able to control the entire Night Castle and even the Demon Party! ”

"Yes!" The mysterious figure replied.

"Don't reveal your identity, our Xitai clan is all up to you!" Another Xitai whispered, the broadsword on his waist glowing slightly from the faint light.

"We'll see you in three years!" Bach patted the mysterious figure on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Are you leaving tomorrow?" The figure asked, a little reluctant in his tone. It's been a long time since he's been away from the Clan.

Bach knew his mood and comforted: "When our great cause is completed, you will be able to return to our Xitai blood clan like a hero, rest assured, we will always be with you!" ”

The figure listened to the words of encouragement from the patriarch of Bach and nodded deeply: "I will definitely not disappoint the hopes of my clansmen!" ”

"Let's go, kid, don't get the attention of the Night Castle, keep a low profile, understand? Let's accumulate a lot of money and bring down the Night Castle! ”

Bach urged, and the figure nodded solemnly again, and left the banquet room.