After all, aside from intimacy, there are also fame-related missions to complete.

Before this, Lucian’s current fame was only slightly over 10,000.

In Jinzhou, aside from the largest Jinya Forum, there was also a newspaper called Jinzhou Daily, which specialized in reporting various events and news happening daily in Jinzhou.

This Jinzhou Daily was extremely popular in Jinzhou—almost every resident would read it while having breakfast in the morning.

Thus, it became one of the most important sources for Jinzhou’s people to stay informed about local affairs.

[Jinhsi: Understood. I’ll have Sanhua relay the orders.]

[Master Jinhsi’s Dog: What about the Sentinel?]

[Jinhsi: There are some leads now, but we’re still searching.]

[Master Jinhsi’s Dog: Master Jinhsi, you must take care of yourself. Otherwise, who’s going to pay me?]

[Jinhsi: …I will. Thank you for your concern.]

…

After giving his statement, Lucian stepped out of the patrol station.

Chixia: “We’ve pretty much figured out the situation with the Séance Society. Your testimony was really helpful, Lucian!”

“But I never expected the Fractsidus to be involved too… Thankfully, you stopped their plans.”

Lucian: “What about the other members of the Séance Society?”

Chixia: “Most of the Resonators among them exhibited varying degrees of Overclock symptoms. We’ve already contacted the Huaxu Academy to examine them.”

“One of them, named Lirong, was in the worst condition—he was still unconscious until yesterday. But the good news is he’s woken up now. Though the side effects are severe, at least he’s gradually recovering.”

“I never imagined the disappearances were tied to such a massive organization… It’s honestly terrifying.”

“Without your help, Lucian, who knows what would’ve happened?”

Lucian humbly replied, “It was nothing. By the way, how are Yangyang and Rover doing?”

Chixia smiled faintly. “No news from Yangyang. As for Rover, she mentioned having some leads, but since I went to rescue you, I don’t know the specifics.”

“I’ve already told her about your situation. She’s waiting for you at your place—you can ask her yourself later.”

“After such a big day, you should head back and rest. We’ll regroup tomorrow.”

Lucian grinned mischievously. “Xia, I just helped you score a major achievement. Shouldn’t there be some kind of reward?”

As he spoke, his burning gaze seemed capable of piercing straight through one’s soul.

Chixia’s breath hitched as Lucian’s words sent a shiver down her spine. His gaze burned into her, Her cheeks flushed, but she didn’t back away—instead, she bit her lower lip, eyes flickering with a mix of defiance and desire.

“Fine,” she whispered, her voice trembling just slightly. “But just this once.”

She rose onto her tiptoes, her body pressing against his, and captured his lips in a kiss that was anything but chaste. It was soft at first, teasing—but then her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she deepened it, her tongue sliding against his.

When she finally pulled back, her breath came in short, uneven gasps. “There… happy now, you—”

Lucian didn’t let her finish. He yanked her against him, one hand gripping the back of her neck as his mouth crashed back onto hers. This time, there was nothing gentle about it, his tongue claiming hers that made her whimper. His free hand slid down the curve of her waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hip before dragging her even tighter against him.

She could feel him, hard and pressed against her stomach, and the knowledge sent a fresh wave of heat pooling low in her belly. Her nails scraped against his scalp as she kissed him back just as fiercely, her body arching into his touch like she couldn’t bear even an inch of space between them.

When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathing hard. Lucian’s eyes were wide with want as he stared down at her swollen lips.

“We Should do this more often” he murmured.

…

After dinner, Lucian prepared to return to his residence. But just then, his terminal suddenly buzzed.

When he checked it, he saw an unknown user had sent him a set of coordinates.

Lucian immediately understood this had to be from Yinlin.

The coordinates… were right within Jinzhou City.

The cool moonlight draped over the pavilion before him like a veil, casting a serene atmosphere.

Lucian’s gaze was drawn to the graceful figure standing with her back to him.

Her silhouette seemed especially solitary, as if blending into the surroundings.

As his footsteps sounded, Yinlin slowly turned around.

“This place is bright enough, isn’t it? Lucian,” she said softly.

Lucian smirked as he approached her, a playful glint in his eyes.

“Calling me out so soon—have you finally decided to offer yourself to me?” he teased.

Yinlin chuckled lightly. “Of course not. If I were to offer myself, we’d need to get to know each other much more… intimately.”

Lucian raised an eyebrow. “Then why did you ask me here?”

Yinlin smiled. “To thank you, naturally.”

Lucian waved a hand dismissively. “Thank me? Come on, between us, is that really necessary? Besides, didn’t you say we’re friends?”

Yinlin’s lips curved. “Do you think we’re friends now? Back at the Dollmaker’s factory, you didn’t fully trust me yet, did you?”

She leaned in, scrutinizing his expression closely.

Lucian shrugged. “No one fully trusts a complete stranger.”

Yinlin gave a small nod. “Then, when did you finally decide to trust me?”

Lucian grinned. “When you told me to attack the Dollmaker, of course.”

Yinlin watched his earnest expression and smiled faintly.

She turned away, stepping lightly toward the edge of the pavilion.

When she reached the railing, she paused, tilting her head slightly to gaze at the bright moon above.

The moonlight bathed her in a silver glow, making her appear ethereally alluring.

She stood there silently, as if lost in thought—or perhaps simply savoring the quiet night.

“If you ever need help, come find me.”

“You and I… we share similarities. Both of us walk this world alone.”

“Perhaps in the future, I’ll occasionally think of you—someone who resembles me just a little—and feel slightly less lonely.”

“Let us… gradually learn to accept this solitude, and continue living.”

“Perhaps it was this very loneliness that drove the Dollmaker to desperately try resurrecting my parents.”

As Lucian watched Yinlin’s delicate, moonlit figure, a thought struck him—Is this what they call the ‘aesthetic of fragility’?

Suddenly, he raised a fist to his lips and coughed lightly.

“Ahem… Actually, I need your help right now!”

Yinlin glanced back at him questioningly.

Lucian straightened his expression and declared solemnly:

“Miss Yinlin please let me lick your thigh!”

Yinlin: “???”

After a moment of stunned silence, Yinlin slowly stepped forward, her delicate fingers lightly tilting Lucian’s chin up.

With an amused smirk, she murmured, “Are you sure you want to waste one of my limited favors on something like this?”

Lucian immediately fell into deep contemplation.

“Worth every second.”

Yinlin studied him for a long moment, her dark eyes gleaming with something unreadable. Then, with a laugh, she turned and glided toward the stone bench, the sway of her hips. She settled onto it, one leg crossing over the other slowly, teasingly before patting her lap.

“Come here, then.”

Lucian didn’t need to be told twice.

…

Yinlin reclined against the stone bench in the pavilion, her left hand propping up her cheek while her right gently carded through Lucian’s hair as he lay between her thighs. The fabric of her dress had ridden up just enough to bare her skin to his mouth, and the heat of his tongue left glistening trails in its wake.

“Had enough?” she murmured, though her fingers tightened slightly in his hair not pushing him away, but holding him right where she wanted him.

Lucian didn’t answer. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer as he dragged his lips higher, nipping lightly at the sensitive flesh near the crease of her thigh. Yinlin’s breath hitched, just once, before she regained control but the way her nails scraped against his scalp betrayed her.

Lucian didn’t answer he was too busy checking his system rewards.

[Ding! Option 2: ‘Clutch the red-haired beauty’s thigh and lick it wildly!’ completed. Reward obtained: Undying Death Note!]

[Undying Death Note: A notebook only you can open. Write the name of the target you wish to attack, and it will deal double the damage to them!]

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