Antique shop owner vs. carefree young master, 1v1, pure love
“Gu Zhao, you always ask why I'm so fascinated by antique guns.”
Xie Zhiyao gently traced the cold barrel with his fingertips and looked at the man who had once shared his bed.
“Do you understand now? The ‘Poisoner’ you've been hunting for three years is your legal partner.”
Gu Zhao seized the wrist holding the gun, shock and anguish surging in his eyes.
“But darling, what if I told you... everyone I killed deserved it, and our real enemy is watching us turn against each other?”
“Would you still dare to play this game of dancing with the devil?”
