Volume 9 Chapter 66 A Man and a Woman Alone in a Room

“Boss, just quit. Didn’t you say there’s nothing we can do once the stone door drops?”

It had been over two hours since the stone door came down on us.

“Shut up! If it wasn’t for you activating it, would we be stuck here?!” Boss kept trying to find a chink with her sword.

From my own research, the door was heavy and impossible to smash apart even if one was to repetitively hammer one specific spot. Not even my genius could offer a solution.

Four hours later, we were still stuck, but Boss’ mental state was deteriorating. Her sweat pasted her hair to her face. She was breathing laboriously. She was still shaving away her sword’s lifespan.

Can’t be broken, you say? If I could throw a full-pelt punch at it… Hmm, sounds like it would be fun.

“Why did you just lick your lips? What are you plotting?”

I totally forgot I was trapped in together with only Boss, her rosy cheeks and drenched shirt… When I looked up at her, she averted her gaze.

Is she scared? Hah, you’re always bossing me around. You finally understand who the true master is now?

I crossed my arms: “Miss Shen, there is only you and I in here. If the warrior in me was to awaken, what would you do?”

“Simple.” Boss lodged her sword a few centimetres in front of my legs - between them, for that matter. “To prove I’m still a virgin, I’ll castrate you. I promise: nobody will speak ill of me.”

“… Mom!”

“Good boy.” Boss clammed up on the ground as she leaned onto the door and appeared less stressed.

I ate three biscuits, two pears, all of which I pinched from the kitchen, and try to think of something to say when my hunger pang kicked in. Meanwhile, Boss only had one biscuit and a sip of water. When I tried to start a conversation, she didn’t sound enthusiastic.

“I don’t feel like talking.” Boss shut her eyes.

We should’ve had topics to talk about since our goal was to rescue Second and get to the bottom of Luo Ming’s secret. The silence reminded me of our quarrel not too long ago.

The fact that Boss could sleep meant that some of her psychological issues had subsided. What it didn’t mean, though, was that she had no doubts about me. As Yan Shisan’s disciple and a user of Precision Scout, she had to have misgivings about me. If nothing else, the multiple times she withheld her thoughts when she had something to say today was a sign that she was resisting the urge to pry. I understood she was being tolerant and letting me confide in her, but I didn’t know what to do.

If I revealed everything, Boss would be placed in a dilemma due to Liu Shan Men and Demon Sect’s stances. In the scenario that I revealed my true skills, I could kiss my life of a recluse goodbye.

“You…”

“Yes, Boss?”

Boss ducked her head right as I lifted my chin. “Nothing.”

“Oh…” I went back to eating my pair.

“… Your injury… still hurt?”

“Nah, it was just a scratch.”

“… I know… you took the shot on purpose… Thank you.”

“I knew you’d see through me with your genius. If