Storm of Gods

Chapter 195 The Second Date with Christy

After dinner, Li Xin returned to the hotel. The students from the Instruction Academy were still practicing. Li Xin needed to revise his manuscript, as he had to hand in some of it on Friday.

As soon as they got off the carriage, they heard a commotion. Li said that the Dragon Language's customer flow was stable, mainly because Simmons' appearance had made the gangs back down. If it were just a coincidence, they wouldn't care, but Simmons' repeated appearances, coupled with the arrival of the eldest daughter of the George family, made even the most hardened gangsters know to give way. It was said that the underling had even apologized to Daenerys and paid her compensation. Unbeknownst to them, Daenerys had once again taken advantage of young master Simmons. Once the wings of an eagle are spread, they can truly protect many people.

"Young Master Xin is back."

"Greetings, Young Master Xin."

Everyone greeted him warmly, and Li Xin was upgraded from Little Li and Ah Xin to Young Master Xin. They had all heard that a real young master had emerged from the Carp Dragon Inn, and that he was a noble scion of a certain Li Dragon who had come out to gain experience.

Li Xin greeted everyone. At the door, a magician was enthusiastically performing his special skill, while a painter was painting a portrait of a woman. Judging from her attire, she should come from a wealthy merchant family. She had fair skin and a full figure, which was typical of Heldan's women. She wore a pair of exquisite pearl earrings, which were quite the finishing touch. She chatted and laughed with Daliwen, occasionally letting out a giggle. In the midst of her laughter, glimpses of her cleavage were revealed. It turns out that being an artist always comes with its perks.

Old Fang also set up a stall at the entrance, and business was pretty good. Ever since the "Carp Talks Dragon Language" became popular, everyone's business has been doing well, and there are many more smiles on their faces. It's a pity that David hasn't come back yet, otherwise it would be even more lively.

Li Xin quickly slipped away before the Dragon Mother approached him. He felt that the Dragon Mother's yang energy was quite strong. If all else failed, he would just agree to marry Ma Liu, who was devoted to her.

When I got home, I put my bag aside, opened the cup, and the aroma of coffee wafted out. I had asked Celia to make it before I left. It's good when it's free and risk-free; it seems to bring Celia happiness.

After adjusting the typewriter, Li Xin started earning a living—or rather, bringing joy to the people of Daoyuan. If it became popular, it might even sell to other places, and perhaps Aunt Fei and Sister Casey would see it too.

Thinking of this, Li Xin suddenly felt that typing wasn't so difficult anymore, and excitedly started typing away. Once immersed in the world of Utopia, everything around him seemed to disappear, and time passed quickly. When he got into the mood, Li Xin couldn't help but sway his body and shake his head smugly. Emotions can resonate, and his Donald was a true hidden master.

After what seemed like an eternity, Li Xin finally finished writing a section. He stretched, finished his coffee (which was surprisingly energizing late at night), and put the typewriter and manuscript away.

Opening the window, a refreshing breeze rushed in. The clouds seemed to be gathering. He hadn't been in Heldan for long, but the weather here was already quite unpredictable. It often rained heavily, but the downpours came and went quickly, leaving one feeling refreshed. Judging by the weather, another downpour was coming soon. Li Xin brought in the clothes he had hung out to dry. Although Aunt Fei wasn't around, washing clothes here was convenient. The city was clean enough; he could just wash them with water after sweating. There was also something like soap here, though Li Xin didn't know what it was made of. Anyway, the washing effect was sufficient for the area, and the clothes dried quickly during the day.

Unable to sleep, Li Xin decided to go for a walk. Suddenly, he felt the dice start to shake, which meant someone at the round table was calling him. Judging from the rhythm, it should be Miss Aries. Li Xin should respond to Miss Aries' call immediately, after all, Miss Aries is talented, wealthy, and beautiful.

But then the familiar, impatient knocking sounded at the window, forcing Li Xin to temporarily abandon his plan to enter the Round Table meeting. He opened the window and, sure enough, saw the owl that needed its feathers plucked. The owl probably knew a downpour was coming, because it dropped the letter, flapped its wings, and flew away.

Li Xin opened the letter: "Bluebird Bar".

Li Xin changed into clean clothes, grabbed an umbrella, and went out. Carriages often passed by the street corner, and he was lucky enough to run into one as soon as he reached the corner. Although it wasn't an open-top carriage, he was in a hurry and didn't care about the price difference.

The carriage clattered along, and Li Xin's emotions calmed down a bit. Although it was the same old place, it didn't mean the same things were happening. But to be honest, he still enjoyed the process. The sky was getting darker and the air pressure was getting low. There were very few people on the road, and the doors and windows were all closed. In the pouring rain, many things had a unique atmosphere.

Upon arriving at the Bluebird Bar, Li Xin found groups of people drinking and chatting. He quickly spotted Christie in a corner by a window, where she was wearing a simple yet sexy low-cut dress. Due to the climate in Heldan, most casual wear was like this, but such casual wear was extremely attractive to men, especially for women with good figures. Judging from the unresolved residue and smell of alcohol on the floor, it seemed like the place had been disturbed.

Li Xin sat down, and Christie glanced at him. "Little brother, you're a bit late. Your sister almost got taken advantage of."

"Sister, who's so pitiful that they're your punching bag?"

Ordinary people are one thing, but where are the Night Watchers, especially Christie?

“You have absolutely no sense of chivalry,” Christie beckoned, and a waiter immediately jogged over. “Bring me a bottle of 20-year-old Golden Torrent.”

"Yes, miss, please wait a moment." The waiter bowed respectfully. This young lady had fully demonstrated what it meant to be unpredictable; with a sweep of her long legs, she kicked the two burly men so hard they couldn't stand up.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning illuminated the night sky. The enormous lightning bolt was clearly visible, and Li Xin could even see the spectacular process of its spread.

Rumble, rumble...

Two flashes of lightning were followed by rolling thunder, and then a torrential downpour, as if the rain had collapsed. He wondered how Christie was doing. During his time in Heldan, Li Xin was exceptionally relaxed. Whether in his past life or this one, Heldan was a beautiful city he could never reach before; of course, the people were also a factor. "Dragon Capital also has a rainy season, but it's rarely this intense," Christie said.

The wine arrived. The waiter glanced at Li Xin, then at Christie, his eyes filled with doubt. Li Xin was certainly not ugly, but in Heldan, where handsome men were everywhere, it wouldn't be true to say he was outstanding. But soon the waiter suddenly realized, his eyes lighting up. Such a beautiful woman, and such good wine, this brother must be a master.

Golden Flood is the most expensive and best wine in the store. This 20-year-old bottle is even more valuable. Wines aged 15 years or older are not available on the ordinary market and can only be obtained through certain channels. The bottle is made of expensive crystal and has a gold leaf logo on the mouth, which is very beautiful. I don't know if it is real gold or gold-plated. The pale golden liquid flowing inside the bottle is particularly charming under the light. It is very white.

Christy skillfully opened the bottle and poured Li Xin a glass. Li Xin took the bottle and poured Christy a glass, then frowned slightly. "Injured?"

Christie's eyes also flashed with a hint of surprise, "Is Black Rose's standard this high now?"

“I’m a bit special,” Li Xin said. “Who would dare to lay a hand on a night patrolman? Do you need me? Actually, I’m quite capable.”

“Little brother, you’ve got quite the big talk.” Christie swirled her glass, looking Li Xin up and down with a half-smile.

Since that passionate day, Christy has stopped teasing in the office and deliberately kept her distance, but today she's back to her old ways.

"Don't you know whether I'm young or not?" Li Xin also raised his glass. Christie smiled charmingly, gently touched the glass, and her smile widened.

Li Xin only took a sip, and it was indeed more mellow and potent, with a unique aroma. This one sip probably cost half a month's salary. Christy, on the other hand, had already downed her drink in one gulp and looked at Li Xin with disdain, "Raising whales?"

Li Xin finished his drink with a smile, then poured more for the two of them. It seemed Christy was having some kind of problem. He didn't ask, waiting for Christy to speak for herself. When a woman seeks out a man at this time, she definitely wants to confide in him.

“The Visceral Demon has struck again,” Christie said. “Our people have run into it.”

"Is it the real culprit? How dare they commit crimes at this time? Have they been caught?" Li Xin also knew that Anthony and the others who were burned to death earlier were not the real culprit.

“Five dead, one seriously injured. Our seriously injured comrade didn’t make it by the time we arrived. We suffered heavy losses this time, but unfortunately he still got away,” Christie said calmly. Outside the window, there was another roar, and the torrential rain continued to pour down.

"Are you alright?" Li Xin could feel Christie's hand trembling slightly. This was probably a major blow to the Night Patrol in Heldan. They were able to pinpoint the real culprit, so it seems they had been investigating for a long time and were not only interested now.

“I’m fine,” Christie smiled. “Why are you worried about me?”

"Is that alright?" Li Xin did not avoid Christie's gaze.

“Kid, don’t overthink it. I just find you pleasing to the eye and you’re very easygoing. Don’t be so sentimental.” Christie shifted her gaze to her wine glass, took a sip, and smiled. “We Night Watchmen live for today, we don’t need sentimentality.”

Li Xin could sense Christy's inner turmoil. He drank a glass of liquor and then refilled the two empty glasses. Only a third of the glass needed to be filled. Christy's way of drinking was purely a way of venting. "I don't feel like a night watchman. Even though the salary isn't much, it feels a bit too hot to handle."

"Why do I think your main concern isn't that it's too hot to handle, but rather that there isn't enough?" Christie teased.

"Haha, you noticed that. How can a man be without money? Otherwise, I wouldn't have been agonizing over whether to pay the bill in a stylish way, but I was also afraid of exceeding my wallet's limit." Li Xin spread his hands.

Christie couldn't help but chuckle. "You're quite direct. You don't have to pay, and you can make a fortune even if you don't become a night watchman."

Li Xin shook his head. "What can I do? I'm already a night patrolman, and I have no intention of leaving."

Christie glanced at the pouring rain outside the window. "Your file says you have an exceptional talent for investigation, but are you sure you want to get involved in this case? You need to understand that once you get involved, you can't back out."

Li Xin picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Christie's. Looking at the charming beauty, he realized she also had a vulnerable side. "Haven't I already gotten involved?"

(End of this chapter)