This elf is so insane

The old ruins are a place that Gu Yu is very familiar with.

As long as an old customer comes to entrust them, the meeting place must be at the old ruins.

According to what the man in black said, the client who was somewhat close to Chen Yuexiao was also introduced by one of their regular customers.

As a regular customer, he is naturally more cautious. Knowing that it is difficult to choose a meeting place, he gave instructions to the client, and then the client went to give instructions to Chen Yuehua.

Gu Yu was thinking, and when she heard footsteps coming from outside the courtyard, she knew that it was Chen Yuehua and the retainer who were coming.

When he entered the door and saw a black-haired man sitting in the courtyard, Chen Yuehua was startled at first. The doorman seemed to have seen some of the world, so he was not too surprised, so he reminded Chen Yuehua that that was the person who had accepted their commission.

Chen Yuehua nodded, but seeing that the man seemed a little short, he walked up and asked, "Are you alone?"

The short black-haired man who was drinking tea raised his head and glanced at them, nodded, and made a "please" gesture to the seat opposite them.

"Elf?!" Chen Yuehua was surprised.

As far as she knows, the elves who can fight and kill include, in addition to Guyu by Prince Yu's side, and Yu Gu by Chen Yuexiao's side. These two names sound like they are upside down. It's so blatant!

When thinking of Chen Yuexiao, who was so arrogant because of Yu Gu Nengwu, Chen Yuehua was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to kill her first!

"Miss, pay attention to your appearance." The doorman reminded her again.

Chen Yuehua calmed down and asked him as he sat down, "Are you sure this elf is reliable?"

The doorman was also a little confused, because he had not heard from the man before that the person who came to discuss was an elf.

"Not all elves are gentle and kind, there are also some who can fight." Gu Yu said slowly, looking like she had gone through many changes, giving people the illusion that she was very old.

"What I want is to be absolutely certain and cannot fail." Chen Yuehua said coldly, "If you dare to accept this commission, then you know how difficult it is."

Gu Yu didn't say anything, just smiled and took out a silk handkerchief from under the table.

The silk handkerchief was translucent pink, with exquisite and beautiful patterns. There was also a faint fragrance between the stitches and threads. At first glance, it looked like expensive material.

Chen Yuehua became uneasy when she saw this material, because this was the veil she had lost at noon today, and she had lost it less than an hour after she sent the commission!

Could it be said that these people had already sneaked into the Chen Mansion at that time?No one in the Chen family knows how secretive these people are...

Seeing Chen Yuehua's pale face, the guests knew that the veil belonged to the Chen family, and couldn't help but look at Gu Yu.

I only saw her back just now. In addition to looking a little petite, she also exuded a calm aura, the kind of calm that didn't care at all about accidents around her, as if nothing had anything to do with her.

In addition, there is a feeling in this back that is not found in ordinary people. This complex feeling is called loneliness.

She always looks like an elf, walking back and forth just brushing shoulders with the people around her. Her eyes are dull and she has no concern for her own goals. Even when she accepts the commission to take human life, she is like an elf drinking dew. It was as sparse and ordinary as if she didn't belong here at all, but belonged to a deep forest with no people and no animals.

After sizing up Guyu for a while, the customer finally looked away and looked at the thick stack of silver notes pushed to the elf.

That stack of banknotes seemed to be worth 30 yuan, almost equal to Gu Yu's salary from working here for three years.

As expected of Chen Yuehua, the eldest daughter of a prodigal family, she is generous in her dealings.

But compared to Mr. Chen's life, these banknotes are still a little small.

"Within three days, I want to see the old man being carried out of the Chen Mansion. It's best to make people think that he died of illness and be clean."