The Strongest Assassin Reincarnates in Another World - Chapter 23 Training Ground

Du Yun Xiu is a very gentle and kind person. He can throw away his chance to be successful in his career for a one-sided love that has no solution. He will stand up to a mafia boss for an actress he does not know.

When the media exposes his se*ual orientation, to cover up for the other person, he does not utter a complaint, and he faces the discrimination all by himself, to the point it brings him down to the pitch of hell with no return.

Even after he was dead, standing in front of his own grave, he still does not have any grudge against Xie Yi, he even takes Xie Yi as his motivation to urge himself to be more successful in his new life.

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“9th Class Low Grade Familiar.”He was shocked to find that he had summoned the weakest familiar that could be.Only when he saw the status, he couldn't help being more shocked.“Hypnosis? Why can no one else see this? What even is this skill?”

Seratus tahun yang lalu, Ordo Cahaya mengalahkan Raja Kegelapan dan mendirikan pemerintahan yang mereka sebut era perdamaian.Namun, di balik senyum para penguasa Cahaya, tersimpan sistem yang menindas. Orang-orang yang dianggap “kotor” atau “berbeda” dimusnahkan atas nama kemurnian. Siapa pun yang mempertanyakan Ordo dituduh sebagai pemuja kegelapan dan dihukum mati.Namun, ada rumor yang mengatakan bahwa sisa-sisa kekuatan kegelapan perlahan-lahan bangkit. Seorang pemuda misterius bernama Kaelen, yang memiliki darah gelap, mulai mengumpulkan pengikut untuk menumbangkan tirani Cahaya. Mereka tidak bertarung untuk menghancurkan dunia, tetapi untuk mengembalikan keseimbangan dan mengungkap kebohongan Cahaya.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”