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Without asking who Arrivals was, Felicia delivered a swift side kick, powerful and precise!
However, this seemingly inevitable attack was easily blocked by the newcomer. At the same time, an inexplicable Vibration caused her to stumble backward uncontrollably. Just then, the newcomer landed a punch on her abdomen, and before she could even cry out in pain, Felicia felt herself spinning and was swiftly pinned to the ground, unable to move.
At that moment, she managed to turn her head to get a clear look at the newcomer’s face. The menacing Mask covering their mouth and nose, the black trench coat, and the Edman Longsword always at their side made her pause, her expression shifting. "Yama?"
Shasha was taken aback upon hearing this nickname and curiously asked, "You know me?"
"Who doesn't know that a meddlesome character has emerged in the Dark World?" Felicia replied with irritation.
Regarding the title of meddler, Shasha found it somewhat amusing. It was indeed accurate but unavoidable.
"I'm not going to make things difficult for you. You just need to return what you stole, and I won't hand you over to the police downstairs. I believe you won't refuse this exchange, will you?"
Upon hearing this, Felicia, whose alluring features were still visible despite the Mask, turned darkly serious. "Don't you think your request is excessive? Asking a thief to give up her hard-earned treasures? Besides, those items have long been sold; there's no way I can return them!"
"Is that so? Before coming here, I did my homework. There are none of your stolen goods on the black market, which means they are still in your possession. You're quite clever, knowing how to sell at a good price. But you're not good at lying," Shasha leaned closer to Felicia's ear with a teasing glint in her eyes. "Give up your futile excuses and resistance. Do you really want me to reveal your secrets?"
Looking into Shasha's mischievous eyes made Felicia feel inexplicably flustered. She sensed that she was completely exposed before this person, with no secrets left.
Yet even in such a predicament, Felicia had no intention of giving up. She unconsciously twisted her alluring figure and spoke in a sweetly captivating tone, "I think we can discuss this differently, can't we? This way makes me feel uncomfortable."
Undeniably, this scene stirred something within Shasha, but being a twenty-year-old virgin didn’t mean he would easily succumb to temptation. After all, Erika was also beautiful; despite living together with her, he had chosen not to engage in relations, which showed how seriously he regarded chastity. Thus, Felicia had undoubtedly picked the wrong person.
"Although you are indeed tempting, I'm sorry; I won't let you go until you agree to return what you've taken. So give up on that idea."
Hearing the coldness in Shasha's voice devoid of any desire made Felicia abandon her previous tactics. At the same time, she couldn't help but feel curious about the man who had subdued her; she could clearly sense his breathing becoming heavier, indicating that he wasn't indifferent to her beauty and figure. Yet he held back—this undoubtedly showed his strong willpower.
Although they were enemies now, Felicia couldn't help but admire him a little, even feeling a strange sense of acceptance towards this guy who had her pinned down. After all, she had gone through some things that made her detest men other than her family.
After a long standoff, or perhaps it was just Felicia's one-sided contemplation, she finally sighed slowly, "You win."
Upon hearing this, Shasha's expression relaxed, and just as he was about to ease his pressure on Felicia, he suddenly saw her escape with the agility of a Spirit Cat. Before he could react, she laughed like a string of silver bells and used her Grappling Gun to make her getaway. "Hasn't anyone told you that beautiful women love to lie?"
Watching her graceful figure move effortlessly away, Shasha couldn't help but chuckle softly. "Do you think I'm that fool Zhang Wuji?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped off the platform. The hem of his trench coat flared out as a set of assembled wings sprang from his back. Gripping the handlebars, he chased after her like a giant bat.
While gliding through the air, Felicia was still mocking Shasha for being foolish. However, the sound of rushing wind behind her suddenly changed her expression. She turned around and saw the familiar figure along with the glider.
As the wings swept past, Shasha caught Felicia in his arms. Just as she was about to struggle, she heard a teasing voice beside her. "If you resist, not only will I be in trouble, but you'll lose your life too."
Felicia knew very well that if something went wrong at such a height, it would mean certain death. She just couldn't accept it—she couldn't accept being caught for the first time and being held down so firmly as if there was no way to escape this person's grasp.
Once they landed, they were already in the outskirts. At this point, Felicia decided not to run anymore and adopted an indifferent demeanor.
Shasha glanced at her before shifting his gaze elsewhere. "It's still the same request; this exchange is quite advantageous for you, isn't it? You just need to return what you stole before, and I'll let you go without causing you any more trouble."
"How can I trust you?" Felicia shrugged. "After all, we don't know each other well and I have no idea what kind of person you are. If I agree rashly and return what I owe, what if you turn me over to the police afterward?"
Shasha thought for a moment. "Then you give me those items, and I'll personally return them."
Felicia scoffed at this suggestion. "What if you're just playing dirty?"
"Then what do you want to do?" Shasha said helplessly. "If this won't work and that won't work, then I can only take you to the police station."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards Felicia.
"Wait!" Felicia raised her hand to stop Shasha's movement. With a playful expression in her eyes, she said, "How about we play a game?"
Shasha frowned. "What game?"
"The game is simple. I'll hide the things I've stolen in various corners of this city, and all you have to do is find them based on my hints. Once you do, they will be yours."
Felicia looked at Shasha with a challenging gaze. "So, what do you say? Do you dare to accept?"
Regarding Felicia's proposed game, Shasha remained noncommittal. He knew this was her way of refusing to be captured easily and wanting to win against him in another way. He didn't want to burst her bubble, but with a slight smirk on his lips, he replied, "Why not?"
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