Chapter 6705
War Soul Pavilion
Yun Yuyan quickly spoke up, her voice tinged with urgency and ingratiation: "I spoke without thinking just now. It's not shameful to be liked by women. I'm pursued by many men too. Let's call it even, okay?"
As she spoke, she unconsciously rubbed the cold carbon fiber knee braces on the shelf with her fingertips. The coldness of the metal slowly seeped into her palm through her fingertips, as if this could relieve the unease and tension in her heart at that moment.
Xiao Chen lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on Yun Yuyan's reddened ear tips.
That faint blush stood out against her fair skin, like a small flower quietly blooming.
A low chuckle escaped his throat, a deep and magnetic sound that seemed to carry a jolt of electricity, gently stirring Yun Yuyan's heartstrings.
He suddenly leaned forward, the movement natural and fluid, causing the tactical belt hanging on the shelf to sway gently, making a soft rustling sound.
That warm breath, like a soft feather, gently brushed against Yun Yuyan's cheek, carrying a hint of ambiguous intimacy.
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile: "Since that's the case, why don't we do something meaningful tonight? That way, we'll truly be even."
Yun Yuyan felt her heart skip a beat, as if a little deer was running wildly in her chest.
Her cheeks flushed instantly, and in a panic, she quickly backed away.
Unexpectedly, there was a display shelf right behind him, and when he stepped back, he bumped into it.
With a loud "bang," the entire row of smart boxing gloves vibrated and emitted a series of buzzing sounds, which sounded particularly jarring in the quiet shop, as if mocking her current disheveled appearance.
Yun Yuyan was both ashamed and angry, her face burning hot as if it were on fire.
Enraged, she grabbed the nearest leather wristband and hurled it at Xiao Chen with all her might.
The fluorescent warning strap on his wrist left a dazzling afterimage in the air, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
She glared at Xiao Chen angrily and said loudly, "Dream on! Unless you can buy me the 'Star Shield,' the prized possession of the weapon shop!"
As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed to the top-floor exhibition hall.
The shield was now suspended in mid-air, its surface shimmering with starlight particles, like a trapped galaxy, mysterious and dazzling, exuding a captivating charm.
Xiao Chen's long, slender fingers, with their distinct knuckles, suddenly gripped Yun Yuyan's delicate wrist like a pair of precise pliers.
The sharp, angular metal watch on his wrist pressed against her throbbing pulse, its irresistible force traveling through her skin and immobilizing her instantly.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, the smile in them unfathomable, as if hiding countless unknown secrets.
His thumb unconsciously caressed the delicate skin on her wrist; the faint touch, like a feather gently brushing against her, stirred Yun Yuyan's heartstrings.
Yun Yuyan felt her cheeks burning hotter and hotter, as if they were being roasted by fire. She tried frantically to pull her hand back, but she couldn't muster any strength.
Xiao Chen's lips curled up slightly, and his voice was deep and magnetic: "It's a deal."
In Xiao Chen's opinion, there really isn't anything in this world that he can't buy.
With his wealth, power, and connections, there's nothing he can't get if he wants it.
Whether it's priceless jewelry and antiques, or rare and precious treasures and secret manuals, they are all things he can easily obtain. However, of course, he would never actually buy the "Star Shield".
After all, he and Yun Yuyan were just joking around; they had never really had a deep conversation and there was still a slight distance between them.
He didn't want to actually go through the trouble of getting that shield just because of a joke.
Yun Yuyan struggled fiercely, trying to break free from Xiao Chen's grasp.
In the struggle, she accidentally knocked over the lightweight combat boots displayed on the nearby shelf.
The combat boots fell to the ground with a "thud," and the smell of synthetic rubber instantly wafted up, mingling with her faint perfume, quickly spreading throughout the small space.
The mixed smell was somewhat pungent, yet carried a strange ambiguity.
Yun Yuyan blushed and nodded repeatedly, as if to prove her determination: "I, Yun Yuyan, keep my word! Stop being so glib, let's pick out some equipment for you first. You know martial arts, right? Buying you a few good weapons will also improve your strength!"
As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed a new type of nano-gauntlet from the shelf, which gleamed with technological light under the lamp.
Suddenly, as if she remembered something, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Selling just one of your prescriptions would be enough to buy this entire weapons market, right? Why are you being so stingy? Can't you treat yourself a little better?"
Xiao Chen slowly released his hand, a faint scent of leather still lingering on his fingertips.
He turned his head slightly, gazing at the flashing neon signs outside the window. The colorful lights twinkled in the night sky, like mysterious symbols.
However, his thoughts had already drifted far away.
In his eyes, those prescriptions were like Pandora's box; once opened, they would inevitably unleash a bloodbath in the medical field.
Countless people would covet these prescriptions and would stop at nothing to obtain them.
He knew that in this dog-eat-dog world, only by being strong enough could he protect these secrets and the people he wanted to protect.
Yun Yuyan moved lightly and slowly stopped in front of the "Battle Soul Pavilion" window, which exuded a sense of technology and mystery.
Inside the display window, a holographic projection perfectly presented the titanium alloy tactical suit. The dark blue energy patterns flowed endlessly on the surface of the suit, as if a mysterious power from the depths of the universe was surging, and each pattern shimmered with a mesmerizing brilliance.
She stared intently at the constantly changing numbers next to the price tag, feeling as if those numbers were sharp knives piercing straight into her eyes, making them sting with tears.
That number was an astronomical figure for her, one that she could hardly reach even with a year's salary.
She was just an ordinary office worker, working hard every month for a meager salary, and could only sigh in despair at such exorbitant prices.
"The adaptive system of this equipment is amazing; it can predict danger based on your movements."
As Yun Yuyan spoke, she stood on tiptoe, trying to get a clearer look at the details of the equipment.
Her long, glossy black hair was tied in a ponytail, and as she tiptoed, it gently brushed against Xiao Chen's chin, carrying a faint, refreshing scent of mint shampoo that filled the air and was exceptionally pleasant to smell.
Her voice held a hint of anticipation, as if she could already see Xiao Chen dominating the battlefield in this outfit, yet it also carried a touch of helplessness, since she couldn't afford to buy it for him. (End of Chapter)