Chapter 64: Dark Night Order

“Lin Xiao, have you ever heard of the assassin organization called Dark Night Order?” Ning Xi asked from the side.

“Dark Night?” Lin Xiao frowned upon hearing the name, a hint of frostiness touching his lips. “Is it the organization that is planning to assassinate the president?”

“Yes, exactly them. Do you know about them?” Ning Xi brightened at his response.

Initially, she just thought of Lin Xiao as a man with a mysterious past and didn’t expect much from her question. To her surprise, Lin Xiao was indeed familiar with it.

“I not only know about them, but I’ve also faced them before,” Lin Xiao disclosed.

Both Wan Caixuan and Ning Xi looked visibly taken aback, their eyes wide with surprise. They couldn’t believe Lin Xiao claimed to have crossed paths with them, an international assassins’ group that ordinary people would likely never even have heard of.

They were aware that Lin Xiao’s background was far from ordinary, but they hadn’t anticipated it to be this intriguing.

Ning Xi, suppressing her curiosity about Lin Xiao’s past, asked, “So, Lin Xiao, do you know about their internal operations?”

“Dark Night Order holds considerable notoriety in the international underworld, boasting strong capabilities. They are infamous for accepting any job if the price is right and have been responsible for several highly disruptive international incidents,” Lin Xiao explained.

“Inside Dark Night Order, there are peripheral members, official members, senior members, and the topmost core members. If indeed Dark Night Order is behind this, then the group that attempted to assassinate the president last time were likely just peripheral members.”

Wan Caixuan’s face paled, her fists clenching tightly. She was shocked to realize that the ruthlessly efficient assassins were only peripheral members of the Dark Night Order.

She knew that if it had been an ordinary bodyguard instead of Lin Xiao, they wouldn’t have stood a chance.

If the peripheral members were that fierce, she couldn’t fathom the prowess of the official or even the core members Lin Xiao had mentioned.

Ning Xi, who had been following the conversation, looked deeply worried. “Lin Xiao, given how formidable Dark Night is, shouldn’t we call for additional help?”

“Don’t worry, there’s no need for that. Too many cooks spoil the broth,” Lin Xiao reassured her, a faint smile on his face.

His demeanor was unshaken, his words imbued with unyielding confidence.

“If it’s really Dark Night Order we’re dealing with, knowing about their attack in advance gives us an edge. I promise you, they won’t be returning.”

Lin Xiao carried unshakable confidence—after all, he had already eliminated more than half of the Dark Night Order’s senior leadership. Along the way, he’d cut down several core members who dared block his path. As for the regular assassins, he’d lost track of how many he’d slain, leaving the once-feared organization fractured and on the verge of collapse.

Once considered a premier assassin syndicate, the Dark Night Order had been gutted by the loss of its elites at Lin Xiao’s hands. Had their strength remained intact, they would never have relied on fringe members to carry out the bounty placed by Wan Caixuan.

Wan Caixuan and Ning Xi found their initial anxiety gradually subsiding. They had come to understand Lin Xiao’s character. He wasn’t one to make baseless claims. If he said he could handle it, he undoubtedly would.

Having grasped the situation regarding the Dark Night assassin organization, Ning Xi offered a brief farewell to Lin Xiao and Wan Caixuan before taking her leave from the president’s office. Though officially the president’s assistant, Ning Xi’s responsibilities often rivaled those of a vice president—leaving her with a mountain of work to manage every day.

Once Ning Xi had left, Wan Caixuan took her place back at her desk, gazing at Lin Xiao with bright eyes before suddenly asking, “Lin Xiao, what did you do before?”

This question had long been on her mind. Lin Xiao’s unusual demeanor, coupled with the absence of any accessible records of his identity, had piqued Wan Caixuan’s curiosity.

“I was in the military,” said Lin Xiao, a touch of nostalgia flickering in his eyes as he maintained his composure.

“Military?”

Wan Caixuan was intrigued. Although she lacked detailed knowledge about the military, she was certain that Lin Xiao wasn’t just an ordinary soldier.

“Soldiers like you must be a rare breed, aren’t they? Can you share some stories from your time in the military?”

With bright, curious eyes, a stunningly beautiful countenance, and an aura of elegance and nobility, any other man would likely lose all rationality under Wan Caixuan’s gaze, possibly spilling even the deepest family secrets.

However, the man before her was Lin Xiao.

“I apologize, but those matters are classified, and I’m unable to disclose them.”

Wan Caixuan didn’t detect a hint of remorse on Lin Xiao’s face. Her gaze settled on Lin Xiao’s tranquil visage, and her mood abruptly soured. She shot Lin Xiao a stern glare, then ceased speaking and began to work at her desk.

Lin Xiao was unfazed by Wan Caixuan’s displeasure. To him, a secret was always a secret, regardless of who inquired. If it was not to be shared, then he would not divulge it.

Sitting on the adjacent sofa, Lin Xiao realized that he might not return home that night. So, he took out his phone and texted Yuan Yu, “Little Yu, I have some business to attend to tonight and may not be able to come home. Stay safe, and call me if anything happens.”

Soon after his message was sent, Lin Xiao received a response from Yuan Yu, “Okay, I understand, Big Brother Lin. Please take care.”

After reading Yuan Yu’s message, Lin Xiao pocketed his phone, cast a glance at Wan Caixuan, who was diligently working, and then closed his eyes to rest.

Time passed swiftly, and before they realized it, it was already six in the evening. Wan Caixuan, feeling a little weary, lifted her head from her desk and lazily stretched herself.

Lin Xiao was sitting unmoving on the sofa, resembling a marble statue, which gave her an uncanny feeling.

Throughout the entire afternoon, Lin Xiao sat on the sofa without stirring or making any noise, like a lifeless statue, making her forget his presence on more than one occasion.

How strong was his endurance? How disciplined was he?

Which military unit had he served that trained him to such an extreme level?

All these doubts flitted through Wan Caixuan’s mind.

Feeling Wan Caixuan’s gaze on him, Lin Xiao slowly opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed across them, making Wan Caixuan squint instinctively.

However, Lin Xiao’s gaze quickly softened, becoming no different from anyone else’s—save for a subtle, unusual brightness. Once Wan Caixuan regained her composure, she couldn’t help but wonder if the intimidating intensity she thought she’d seen had just been her imagination.

Before she could ponder any further, the office door was gently pushed open, and Ning Xi walked in with a smile.

“Miss, it’s time for dinner.”

“Alright.” Wan Caixuan stood up and nodded.

Upon saying this, she exited the CEO’s office. Lin Xiao rose from the sofa, followed behind Wan Caixuan, and left the office.