The Assassin's Enemy Lover

Chapter 6: Zi Han’s true identity

A beeping sound from the scan echoed in the air as the military officer explained, “You aren’t allowed to loiter outside this hotel, especially today.” As he said this his gaze was on the identification scanner waiting for a result.

“My mistake officer. I was fascinated by this beautiful masterpiece that I couldn’t help but take a second glance,” he said his voice carrying an inexplicable charm to it that the military officer paused and glanced at him studying his face.

He was a handsome clean youth with a bright smile that made one’s heart soften. Before even waiting for the results of the identification scan the military officer said, “Okay..... I will let you off with a warning this time. Just scurry on and don’t loiter around.”

Zi Han threw a charming smile at the military officer once more as he thanked him. Just then the loud sounds of sirens permeated the air followed by flashing lights. The military officer immediately strode away before joining the rest of the officers in a salute.

Soon a convoy of seven high ranking military hover cars stopped in front of the hotel. There was no question who this VIP guest could be but Zi Han didn’t stick around to find out. He didn’t want to attract the wrong attention anyway so he scurried on about his business.

As his figure vanished, the door of the hovercar in the middle opened and a man dressed in a black suit stepped out as he buttoned the single button of his suit jacket. He was tall with bronze skin and an approachable face.

As soon as he got out of the hovercar he stood on stand by and two seconds later another pair of long legs emerged from the vehicle. This man was also dressed in formal attire but he didn’t have on a suit jacket.

.....

Unlike the previous man, he had on a stern expression exuding a stay the fuck away aura. Despite his cold disposition, he was a handsome young man that could have plenty of women and men infatuated and calling him daddy. His name... Yi Chen. Age.... seventeen. Status.... single as fuck.

He casually raked his fingers through his hair pushing it back. Because his long sleeve shirt was rolled up to his elbow one could see a prominent double strip tattoo which on his fair skin gave off a unique alluring charm.

One of the strips was thinner than the other but it seemed to come together well. “Where is he?” he opened his mouth to ask as he strode on the platform.

The man beside him opened his light brain and calmly responded, “He is on the twenty-ninth floor in room fifteen. According to the information he already purchased it, sir.”

Yi Chen’s lips twitched as a heavy storm brewed inside his chest.

An icy chill seeped out of his body making the military officers around him shiver involuntarily. No one dared to make a sound lest they further infuriate this great buddha. Unfortunately, some people’s luck is just too awful that one can’t help but ask what sort of generational curse was bestowed upon them.

Just as Yi Chen took a step forward to leave a high pitched ding sound resounded in the air as the military officer who had scanned Zi Han’s identification received a message that the results were in.

The men who had just relaxed when they saw Yi Chen take a step forward to leave immediately tensed up again while giving the culprit ‘WTF’ expressions. His body suddenly froze up as cold sweat dripped down his spine.

Fortunately, Yi Chen had bigger fish to fry so he didn’t dwindle on this simply walking towards the hotel. It was only after Yi Chen’s figure disappeared did the military officer dared to check the results. Not expecting much he casually opened the file but before he minimised it his blood ran cold.

Identification report.

Name: Zi Han

Age: Seventeen

Reported missing seventeen years ago by the former grandmaster of the organisation Bloodgarde. If found report to the relevant department.

Task priority: Critical

The military officer, “...”

Meanwhile, inside the hotel, Yi Chen had reached the twenty-ninth floor but when he pushed the door he was only met by an empty room. His cousin was nowhere in sight and apart from a small crease on the bed, there were no signs that someone had been here.

“Tsk,” he tsked as he loosened his tie while making a sharp turn to leave. If he had known his older cousin would use the excuse to accompany him here just so that he could feed his addiction Yi Chen would have blatantly refused.

His cousin had already been clean for two years that he happened to be locked up at home so no one suspected that at the first sight of freedom he would do this. While Yi Chen was attending the Onyx youth president and military council Yi Feng had slipped away without telling him.

This was a board made up of youths between the ages of thirteen to eighteen from all over the federation and attracted a huge audience every year so he could easily slip away.

As soon as Yi Chen was done with his speech he heard that his cousin had done an epic disappearing act but stupidly used his light brain to pay for the hotel. Ten minutes later Yi Chen was not far behind trailing him.

“Get me the surveillance footage from the moment he stepped into this place,” commanded Yi Chen as he walked back to the elevator.

Zi Han on the other hand was standing in an alley at the side of the hotel. The two suns in the sky were already dancing on the horizon and he knew he had to get back home soon otherwise his mother will kill him but the so-called client hadn’t reached the agreed pick up point.

Just when he was planning to message the idiot and let him know his client hadn’t shown up he heard a voice speaking above his head. “This isn’t what I pictured drug dealers to look like on Saarilia,” said a deep raspy voice right by his ear.

Zi Han wasn’t taking shit from anyone especially when he recalled how angry his mother would be if he gets home late. With a scowl on his face, he took out the package while saying, “Confirm the code on your light brain and I will hand it to you.”

Yi Feng was about to input the confirmation code of his own initiative when he heard that taut yet enchanting voice. The actions of his fingers froze before he lowered his body and tilted his head to see the face under the hoodie. This really wasn’t what he expected drug dealers to look like.