TSFLIP Chapter 574

Si Jia saw the indecision written all over her face and immediately knew she couldn’t make up her mind. So he asked, “Which ones don’t you like?”

“Um… this one… and this one…” Fengguang answered instinctively when prompted, pointing to the two most elaborately designed hairpins.

Si Jia turned to the shopkeeper and said, “Wrap up everything except these two.”

Not only the shopkeeper, but Fengguang was also stunned.

She quickly blurted out, “Wait!”

Si Jia looked at her, clearly waiting for what she had to say.

Fengguang tugged him aside and whispered, “Why are you buying so many? Not only is it expensive, but I can’t even wear all of them!”

“You can wear different ones in the morning, afternoon, and evening. Perfectly reasonable.”

“It is not reasonable!” She was amazed by his strange logic, then began to mutter under her breath, “Even if you’re rich, you shouldn’t spend money like this. Besides, the money you make… you risk your life for it. You should be saving it.”

A gentle warmth gradually replaced the usual calm in Si Jia’s expression.

Fengguang dragged him back to the counter, then bit her lip and pointed at a butterfly-shaped gold hairpin. “I just want this one. Just this.”

“Uh… miss, your gentleman here said he wants to buy all of them for you,” the shopkeeper reminded her, unwilling to give up on such a big sale.

But Fengguang was determined. “I said I only want this one.”

The shopkeeper turned to Si Jia, hesitant. “Sir…?”

Si Jia replied gently, “Do as she says.”

“Yes, sir…” With that kind of response, the shopkeeper couldn’t argue. Still, it was the first time he’d seen a woman act like this. Most of the time, when a woman dragged her husband or lover into a jewelry shop, it was to splurge on all the prettiest things. Now here was a man willing to buy everything, and the woman refused.

What a pity for such a profitable sale.

What the shopkeeper didn’t know was that this young man had simply thought—saving money to one day propose might not be such a bad idea after all. As for having children? That part never even crossed his mind.

After leaving the jewelry shop, the red ribbon in Fengguang’s hair had been replaced by the golden butterfly hairpin. She’d never liked anything too ornate or complicated hairstyles, so she just used the hairpin to pull her hair into a simple bun. It was understated, but her beauty didn’t need anything fancy.

As they stepped outside, something suddenly occurred to her. Her expression shifted, just for a moment.

Si Jia asked, “What is it?”

“I was just thinking… back then, I thought you were strapped for cash. That’s why I gave you that gold hairpin—to get you to quit being a killer. But now I realize… you’re not short on money at all. So didn’t I just give it to you for nothing?”

He replied casually, “Even if you wanted the hairpin back now, I wouldn’t return it.”

“I wouldn’t take it back either,” she huffed. “But I just don’t get it—if you’re not short on money, why are you still a killer?”

At that, his gaze darkened. “I belong to Wuji Tower.”

Wuji Tower—a feared assassin organization, infamous for their slogan: If you can pay, we can kill. To this day, no one knows who the tower master was, because the leader of Wuji Tower never showed their face.

And in all the martial world’s history, no assassin had ever been known to successfully leave Wuji Tower.

Fengguang recalled the details from the original story about Wuji Tower’s setup, then asked, “So… if Wuji Tower gives you an assignment, you have to carry it out, right?”