The Return Of The God Level Assassin

Chapter 1179 YUNYUE VS FENGHUANG (XIV)

LUO JIN took a deep breath, brainwashing himself into believing that everything he was about to do was for the good of the team. It didnʼt matter if it was cringey or humiliating—no one would know it was him, anyway. Repeating the thought over and over, he slowly let go of his pride and inhibitions. There was no point in overthinking it. He just had to get through this as quickly as possible. With that resolve, he pushed aside his discomfort and prepared to do what had to be done without a single complaint. The faster this match ended, the better.

What Luo Jin conveniently forgot in that moment was the small matter of the final round. If they ever made it that far, theyʼd have to appear before a live audience. And when that happened, the whole world would find out that Luo Jin, the dignified third young master of the Luo family from S City, was actually the not-so-dignified AmazingYoungMasterJin.

But that was a story for another time.

”A-are you alright... m-milady?”

Luo Jin secretly rolled his eyes at what the attendant called him. Instead of responding, he batted his eyelashes dramatically and put on his best impression of someone frail and helpless, playing the role to perfection.

”Iʼm so sorry,” he said, his voice soft and apologetic. ”I was about to ask for a glass of water, but I suddenly felt a bit lightheaded.” As he spoke, he lightly rested a hand on the attendantʼs arm, gracefully disentangling himself from the other person without making it obvious that he was itching to escape. Then he offered a warm, disarming smile. ”Thank you for catching me just in time.”

Even in the dimly lit train corridor, Luo Jin could clearly see the attendantʼs face flush a deep shade of red. He stifled the urge to roll his eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that day.

”N-no, milady, itʼs an honor to assist you,” the attendant stammered, his voice trembling with exaggerated politeness.

Luo Jin smiled sweetly, tilting his head just enough to seem genuinely concerned. ”By the way,” he began, his tone as casual as if theyʼd been chatting all along, ”Iʼve noticed a lot of attendants moving back and forth just now.” He paused, letting just the right amount of curiosity creep into his voice. ”Is everything alright?”

The transition was seamless, his question flowing so naturally it felt like a continuation of the previous exchange rather than a sudden shift in topic. Even Luo Jin surprised himself by how good he was just now.

As expected, the attendant didnʼt catch on that he was subtly fishing for information. But, to Luo Jinʼs mild annoyance, he didnʼt immediately offer up what he wanted to hear either. The attendant hesitated, his expression uncertain, as if weighing his words. It was clear that Luo Jin would need to give him a little extra nudge.

He leaned in slightly, just enough to make the interaction feel more personal, and softened his tone to one of gentle concern. ”Oh, I hope itʼs nothing serious,” he said, his brows knitting together as if genuinely worried. ”I just canʼt help but feel uneasy seeing so much activity. If thereʼs anything I should be aware of, Iʼd really appreciate it if you told me.”

Then he added a disarming smile for good measure.

The attendant glanced nervously over his shoulder, clearly torn between his duty and the pressure of Luo Jinʼs gentle prodding. His hesitation was evident as he shifted his weight, hands fidgeting by his sides.

”I... I really shouldnʼt say,” he mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper. But when he met Luo Jinʼs earnest gaze, his resolve faltered. He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice to ensure no one else could hear.

”Itʼs just...” He paused, swallowing hard, his face pale under the dim lighting. ”The train manager received a note—a terrible one. It says... it says thereʼs a bomb on the train.”

The words hung in the air like a dark cloud.

The attendant hesitated again, his voice trembling as he added, ”The note also said if the train stops for any reason, the bomb will go off.” His eyes darted around nervously, as if even uttering the words could summon disaster. ”The manager is trying to keep everything calm while figuring out what to do. Please, milady, you mustnʼt tell anyone I said this.”

Well, thatʼs an unexpected turn of events.

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Luo Jinʼs eyes widened, and he clasped his hands together as if trying to steady himself. His voice was soft, almost trembling, as he carefully played the part of a nervous, fragile ʼladyʼ.

”A bomb?” he said, looking up at the attendant with a worried frown. ”Thatʼs terrifying. Are we... are we going to be alright?” He glanced around the dim corridor, his movements slow and deliberate, as if too afraid to do anything rash. Then, he added in a quieter tone, ”I hope the manager knows what to do. This is so frightening...”

While he was doing his best to act the shit out of this role, he was sending the details of the situation to their team channel.

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Luo Yan read Luo Jinʼs message on the team channel and secretly raised his brow. A bomb?

He was momentarily surprised, but thinking it over, it started to make sense. After all, if not for the bomb threat, it would be strange for the train to avoid stopping at the next station, especially after someone had just been attacked.

The game needed a way to justify the train continuing its journey without stopping for the next three days. He just hadnʼt expected that it would come in the form of a bomb threat.

However, Luo Yan couldnʼt help but wonder if the bomb threat was actually real and if, in three days, it might actually detonate, serving as another hidden time limit.

He was about to share his thoughts on the team channel when Mrs. Thompson suddenly approached and crouched down in front of him, bringing herself to his eye level.