Trafford’s Trading Club

He could clearly hear each sound. Gasps, heartbeats, and even footsteps— Which all came from himself.

Besides that.

Besides that, he was unable to hear other sounds and finally he came to the iron gate of the roof.

He was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

His sight seemed to be infinitely reduced and he could only see the things ahead. Everything else around seemed to be blurred.

When he opened the iron door, the wind on the tall building hit him and blew his clothes that were clinging to his body.

He was still panting, with his heart beating fast. However, it was not because he ran up the corridor or due to strenuous exercises.

He was nervous. Nevertheless, he bit his teeth and walked toward the fence of the roof, as if possessed.

His breathing became faster while he was climbing over the fence— And on the other side was an empty space.

Below was the road, from a height of fifty meters— However, this building was obviously not the highest in this vicinity.

He climbed over the fence with trembling legs, but the place where he could put his feet was only an eave that was half the width of his feet.

His hands still clung to the fence and his back was tightly attached to the wall. Suddenly, he took a look at the underside of his feet.

His body seemed to be infinitely inclined, and a feeling of vertigo stuck the depth of his soul, making him instinctively close his eyes.

He felt as if he was spinning and could hardly stand.

Suddenly, he gulped several mouthfuls of air and then cried out… He was opening his hands.

But just when he came face to face with death, the scene where his family of three had a meal quickly flashed through his brain.

The young boy suddenly turned around, hastily and clumsily turning over the fence to return to the safe place inside.

He slowly slipped down against the fence and sat on the ground with his face pale and eyes glazed. It was cold.

He curled up.

After a long time, he put out his cell phone from his pocket to write the message, ” I… I failed, I can’t do it, I’m sorry.”

Then, sent it out.

…

“I’m sorry! Miss You Ye! I deserve to die! Though I have practiced Taoism a hundred years and meditated five hundred years in the white jade token, I haven’t controlled my emotions, letting hatred dominate myself and did such an ashamed thing… Well, can you put me down? It’s a bit awkward.”

Normally, Black Souls could turn into black smoke and escape from being trapped. But Tai Yinzi couldn’t move at all.

Nobody knew what was restraining him.

“Tai Yinzi, haven’t you said you want me to punish you to reflect on yourself?” Miss Maid just lowered her head to carefully wipe the cup on the bar — This cup was exclusive for Boss Luo’s use.

“Yeah…” Tai Yinzi was lost for words and sighed.

He took a glance at Qin Chuyu who was quietly resting in the corner. The saying goes, ‘Enemies see red the moment they meet.’ Now Tai Yinzi was really red-eyed, thinking of events five hundred years ago.

Damn… Similar things seemed to have happened five hundred years ago.

Qin Chuyu thoughtfully opened her eyes all of a sudden and looked toward the gate of the club. However, Miss Maid had come out of the bar and stood in front of the door.

Of course, Miss Maid had smoothly put a rag into the mouth of Tai Yinzi to stop his words.

Ring—!

The boss of the club had arrived.

Luo Qiu looked at the familiar hall with a small bag in hand, “Miss Qin come back?”

Qin Chuyu lightly said, “The money from selling Qin Fang’s estate has been given to Gao Rui’s daughter.”

“Has it?” Luo Qiu laughed, “Well done.”

Qin Chuyu suddenly said, “I haven’t told her anything about Gao Rui and Qin Fang.”

Luo Qiu nodded and softly said, “Then I will have to thank you on behalf of the professor… Oh, yes, this is for you. ”

He gave the bag to Qin Chuyu who was confused; and then he said, “A gift.”

Qin Chuyu did nothing, but just nodded, and then closed her eyes again— The mysterious atmosphere began to liven up here since the boss came back.

Obviously she didn’t want to waste such an atmosphere that could temper her.

“She’s really a diligent person.”

Luo Qiu just took a look at her. He was not an enemy of Qin Chuyu, or even Yu Sanniang five hundred years ago.

Boss Luo simply observed the strange Taoist nun as a spectator— Though it was difficult to evaluate her works, what was undeniable was her diligence… or it could be called persistence.

“Do you want afternoon tea, master?”

“No, I’ll go downstairs.”

Boss Luo had many things to sacrifice after he came back from Russia. Miss Maid said nothing and continued her daily cleaning since she knew what her master would do.

Before going downstairs, Luo Qiu suddenly turned around as if he noticed Tai Yinzi, he curiously asked, “Oh, what did Tai Yinzi do?”

‘Master, you finally noticed me!’ Tai Yinzi goggled his eyes and swayed his body.

You Ye tilted her head, “Perhaps Tai Yinzi has developed some strange hobbies during the time we left.”

Luo Qiu was surprised with his mouth opened.

Let’s talk about Tai Yinzi.

He was tied up in a special way. A black rope tightly crossed his chest and his hands and feet were tied behind his back, showing a “U” shape.

Oh, he was hanging from the ceiling.

After a while, Boss Luo came out from his stupor of surprise and nodded, “Well… they’re really special hobbies.”

‘Master! Listen to me, it’s not like that! Really not like that!”

Tai Yinzi could only whimper because his mouth had been plugged, and his struggling body waved like a swinging pendulum.

Luo Qiu shook his head, “All right, don’t worry about me. I think my ability to accepting things isn’t that weak. Well… Even if you have those hobbies, I wouldn’t despise you. Oh, this is a really good way of binding. have you practiced it for a long time?”

‘It’s really… really not like that!’

“Take care of the club these days, it might be a little long.” Luo Qiu just looked at You Ye.

“I know.”

Miss Maid stood still, and watched her master walking to the corridor of the basement.

Tai Yinzi grew his eyes wider before successfully pushing out the rag with his tongue. He spoke just as the boss disappeared, “Let me… explain…”

But Boss Luo disappeared.

Tai Yinzi… felt the deep malice from the black-hearted maid of the club.

Oh no… His illustrious name has been completely destroyed!

Qin Chuyu who was closing her eyes and mediating also felt this and lightly smiled.

Maybe she felt this was interesting.

…

Colorful, pink… When the light ball fell into the altar, Luo Qiu thought of an old question again.

‘Where did they go, or what they will bring for the altar?’

He didn’t know.

But he sensed this sacrifice gave him a feeling of satisfaction— All kinds of weird abilities were enhanced.

But now he didn’t care much about this, because he could get them after he completed the transaction— What he cared about was that he had got the second golden and silver card.

“What kind of change will the second card contribute to the altar… Let me see.”

The golden and silver card lay quietly in front of Lou Qiu. The altar, once again, slowly rose up, revealing the hidden part of it.