The Return of the God Level Assassin [BL]

THE moment Luo Yan's restricted body turned around without his own control, he finally saw the owner of the voice.  When he suddenly heard a voice out of nowhere, he was startled to the extreme.  Because he didn't expect someone to suddenly just appear in the room.  And now, he's finally face-to-face with this person.

The man standing in front of him right now looked pale to the extreme.  As if he hadn't been exposed to sunlight for years.  He was wearing a loose black robe, showing the white expanse of his chest.  Which was not really attractive because of the bones sticking out, showing how thin the other was. 

He had long black hair that was curly and wavy, like a seaweed.  His cheeks were a bit sunken, making his face sharper.  His black eyes were muddy and dilated, as if he was high on drugs. 

His lips were bloody red, which was completely opposite to his paleness.  Making it more noticeable.  In a bad kind of way.  Because he simply looked like someone who had eaten something bloody and the blood simply stained his lips. 

The man should have looked fragile, like glass that you could break with just one punch.  But no, to Luo Yan, the other simply gave off a sickly feeling.  And it was not the kind that would make one want to protect him.  It was the kind of greasy sickly feeling that would one run far away from him. 

"This unseen guest, may I know how you got here?" the other asked with a cordial smile.

Based on what the other said, his cloak was still in effect.  And yet the other could somehow sense him.  He could even indicate his exact location, based on how the other managed to restrain him so easily.  Which could only mean that the level of this NPC must be very, very high.  Or he had a skill that made him more sensitive than others. 

"This guess, did you not hear what I said?" the man asked again.  His smile was still there but the glint in his eyes simply became crazier, indicating his anger at not being immediately answered.  "I am asking you a question."

Before Luo Yan could give a response, he suddenly heard Shen Ji Yun's voice close to his ear.

"Yan Yan, the Dark Saint is not here."

He was surprised by this sudden information.  Because they knew that the Dark Saint was not in good health and—wait, not in good health?  He stared at the man in front of him and a ridiculous idea just popped up in his head.  Could it be…? 

No way.  Surely, his luck wouldn't be this bad.  After all, he's 'Lucky Luo Yan'.  But the man's next words completely shattered his expectations. 

"As the owner of the place you're trespassing in, don't you think I deserve an answer?"

Before Luo Yan could process his shock, the invisible thing restraining him suddenly tightened.  He couldn't help but let out a grunt.  And then he remembered that Shen Ji Yun was still waiting for his answer. 

"Ah, yeah, I think he's in front of me right now," he said with a bit of irony in his voice.

Then, the other suddenly appeared in front of him, accurately pinching his chin.  If this was reality, he was sure that this would definitely leave a bruise on him based on how hard the other grabbed him. 

But he also noticed that the other didn't react to his voice just now.  Meaning that he could sense him but not hear him.  So, in a way, his cloak was still working.

"Yan Yan, teleport out of there," Shen Ji Yun said in a grave tone. 

Luo Yan wanted to do that as well, but, for him to teleport, he had to take a teleportation scroll out of his Items Tab.  But unfortunately, he couldn't move any of his limbs right now for him to do that. 

"I can't."

"You must think I have a very good temper, not immediately answering me like this," the Dark Saint said.  "Should I show you just how good my temper is?"

Then the Dark Saint let go of Luo Yan's chin and made a swishing action.  Luo Yan's whole body suddenly swerved violently to the side.  One moment he was floating in front of the Dark Saint, the next, he just felt his back hitting the wall. 

Although the pain in this game was almost negligible, the resulting recoil from that felt very real.  Probably because his brain was thinking it would hurt, and thus, making some sort of placebo effect.  It lasted only for a moment but it still made him gasped for breath.

"Yan Yan, what's happening there?" Shen Ji Yun asked, his voice full of panic and worry.  The other must have heard his gasp just now.  "Are you in a situation where you can't teleport?"   

"Yes," Luo Yan said, answering the other's last question.  "Don't come here and just proceed to the next plan," he added, referring to blowing up the whole island.  "I might not be able to answer you next but I won't turn off the earring.  So, you can still hear a part of what's happening on my side."

A 'part' because the only thing that could be heard using this pair of earrings was their voices. 

There was silence on the other end.  He had a feeling that Shen Ji Yun was probably feeling conflicted on whether he would follow what he said or ignore it and just go here as fast as possible. 

After a while, he heard a frustrated sigh and Shen Ji Yun said, "I'll do what you're asking.  But Yan Yan, once you're able to, quickly teleport out of there.  Okay?"

Luo Yan smiled inwardly.  "Yes."

He then glanced at the Dark Saint.  The other was standing in front of the now empty pod.  He was staring inside as if wondering where the body had gone.  Then, slowly, he turned to Luo Yan.  There was no longer any smile on his face.  Which made it even more ghostly.

"You're quite the naughty trespasser, aren't you?" 

The Dark Saint raised his hand towards Luo Yan and he just felt his whole body being dragged towards the other.  Before he knew it, the Dark Saint was already grasping his neck.  He tried to move but his whole body was still restrained.

"Give back what you stole," the Dark Saint said, tightening his grip on Luo Yan's neck.

Although Luo Yan didn't feel suffocated, there was still a bit of breathlessness.  He looked at the Dark Saint and decided to do some acting.  He glanced at the time on his Status Window.  The effect of the cloak was already at its end.  He then started a countdown inside his head.

3… 2… 1…

The moment it finished, his whole body was revealed to the Dark Saint.  He made sure that his eyes looked like tears would come out of it any moment.  Added that to his long white hair that was currently very messy because of how he was just thrown like a rag doll earlier, he perfectly gave off an image of a fragile beauty.

"P-please, don't kill me," he said in a trembling voice.