After transmigrating into the book, she became the male god's white moonlight.

Chapter 5 Born to be a King

"The little girl is quite guarded."

Yi Yunzhou narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

"No, she just left like that?"

Qiao Xiao watched Lu You walk further and further away, leaving without even saying goodbye, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. She was really too impolite!

She probably didn't know that the IU invitation she ignored was something everyone was eager to receive.

Such a stroke of good fortune is rare and hard to come by; not everyone can have it. Even he, the captain of the criminal investigation team, didn't have that kind of luck, and yet she actually looked disgusted and said she didn't want it?
"Otherwise what? What else do you want?"

Yi Yunzhou put the note back in his hand and put one hand into his pocket.

Time has left its mark on his face; his hair is gray, but he still retains a certain charm, and you can still see his handsomeness when he was young.

"No matter what, at the very least, it should be..."

Qiao Xiao didn't say anything more, but even without saying it, it was clear what he was trying to say.

This was truly the first time he'd encountered someone so arrogant! Completely disregarding everyone else!

In terms of strength, he's definitely better than that little brat, right?

In terms of experience, he is certainly more experienced than a high school student, right?
In terms of looks, no matter which way you look at him, he is indeed outrageously handsome.

This isn't prejudice on his part; it's just that anyone would feel resentful and unwilling to accept such a thing happening to them.

How could a seasoned veteran be outmatched by a high school student?!
"What we did was already very abrupt, and besides, she doesn't even know you. Would you have done the same?"

Yi Yunzhou wore a kind smile, but Qiao Xiao felt a powerful aura emanating from him.

"will not."

Qiao Xiao adopted a serious attitude and answered decisively.

"Isn't that enough? Who can naturally become familiar with a complete stranger they've just met?"

If it were really as he said, that she accepted and believed him so easily, then he wouldn't have extended an olive branch to her so readily; instead, he would have considered it carefully.

He wants talented people who possess both wisdom and strength, not brutes with only strength but no intelligence, or weaklings with only intelligence but no strength.

So rather than saying this is a question of whether or not to accept the number, it's more accurate to say it's a test of whether one is up to par; the best one is the one who can resist temptation.

After all, one must be competent in both ability and character.

A person's character can be seen from a very small detail.

People nowadays only focus on cultivating physical strength, but neglect inner cultivation. Judging from her current performance and her calm and composed attitude, she is quite to his liking.

"That makes sense."

Qiao Xiao seemed to understand but not quite, then changed the subject.

"Regarding the IKU Summer Training Camp..."

Qiao Xiao asked, suppressing his anger.

"Don't worry, she'll be back."

This statement is an unequivocal affirmation.

"why?"

"You are still relatively inexperienced."

A meaningful look appeared on Yi Yunzhou's face.

Qiao Xiao: ? ? ?
No, that's not what he meant at all!
Qiao Xiao had three question marks above his head.

Yi Yunzhou gazed at the departing figure, a faint smile hidden deep in his eyes.

Because he saw in her a long-lost... passion and fighting spirit.

That's something only those born to be kings possess, someone who is naturally born for that realm.

He looked forward to the child growing up!

Even more, I look forward to reuniting with her!
……

After the crowd dispersed, a black car, which looked quite expensive, slowly drove by.

"Boss, it's Miss. Should we...?"

Inside the dark workshop, the driver gripped the steering wheel, clearly having witnessed the entire scene just moments before.

The man lay languidly on the leather chair, his long legs crossed, his eyes showing a hint of nonchalance. His exquisite features seemed to have been carefully sculpted by God, every stroke and every part perfectly set in place.

His slender, bony hands held a transparent wine glass, his sleeves slightly rolled up, exuding an aura of asceticism.

The fine wine swirled in the glass, the bright red liquid sliding down the cold glass. Thin lips parted slightly, and a deep, magnetic voice uttered, "No need."

(End of this chapter)