I Have a Dice Left by a God

Chapter 619: Chapter 211: Luthor’s Former Glory

Patir looked at Li Xin with a smile that was not entirely a smile, "You’re not that kind of person. Someone who seeks benefits wouldn’t willingly be a Night Patrol, let alone someone who can escape unscathed from the Matthew case and Prince Oliver case. I’ve met many people, but no one as peculiar as you."

Li Xin helplessly touched his nose, "Doesn’t the world have any secrets?"

"Yes, but when it involves Dragon Capital, there aren’t many secrets that the Marking Clan can’t uncover. With money, no secret is really a secret," Patir said.

His expression was not one of boasting but of an indescribable emotion.

"Knowing too much when you’re young can make you lose passion for the world," Li Xin said.

"No wonder you’re able to write a masterpiece like Utopia Mountain. I’m waiting for your follow-up; as your devoted reader, I’ve waited for a long time," Patir said with a charming smile, hiding her unease at being seen through.

Li Xin opened his mouth, "Is it too late for me to leave now?"

Seeing Li Xin’s awkward and helpless appearance, Patir finally couldn’t help but burst into laughter. It had been a long, long time since she was so happy.

"Don’t worry, it’s our secret, I won’t tell anyone. But as hush money, you have to let me see the drafts," Patir whispered, ambiguously.

Li Xin’s eyes sparkled, "As the price for your hush money, I want to know all the information about the two students who died on Divine Revelation."

The Enslaved Angels wouldn’t randomly pick two people. From these two, there’s a chance to trace back to this guy.

Patir’s eyes sparkled, "Deal!"

"Deal!"

The two shook hands, and this scene was just caught by Hong Ban, who was carrying a big fruit platter. Hong Ban jogged over, putting down the platter that looked like a small mountain, "Patir, what’s making you so happy?"

"Li Xin asked for my help, and I agreed."

"Hey, Li Xin, we’re the old acquaintances, if you need anything, come to me. I’m a sucker for making friends," Hong Ban said, patting his chest.

"Once we become friends, I won’t hold back," Li Xin said.

Patir understood and smiled sweetly.

Hong Ban grinned, but if it were anyone else, even Nalan, he wouldn’t hold back. However, for this guy, it’s just not feasible, at least not for now.

Fortunately, at this time, the music started, and a new dance began. The young nobles started inviting their partners onto the dance floor.

"Patir, isn’t this your favorite tango? Let’s join in," Hong Ban said, rubbing his hands.

Patir smiled and said, "Li Xin, would you accompany me for a dance?"

"How could Li Xin possibly know this? This was invented by Governor Luthor as a love dance," Hong Ban immediately said. This dance was only popular within the high society of Dragon Capital, a favorite in noble social circles. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Seeing Patir’s expectant eyes, Li Xin suddenly felt like he was back in college, only this time he was the one being invited. He knew the feeling of anticipation.

"I would be honored."

Li Xin stood up, bowed, and extended his right hand in invitation.

Patir gently placed her hand in Li Xin’s, and they both walked into the dance floor. Instantly, the venue quieted down, capturing everyone’s attention.

This was Patir and in front of Hong Ban. Who had the courage to do this?

The crowd was full of chatter. Patir was known as the queen of the dance floor, and they knew Li Xin’s identity. After all, someone in Night Patrol attire stuck out like a sore thumb in this crowd, but they also knew he was on good terms with Lu Shuai, and his skills were pretty good, so no one challenged him. Still, some disapproving eyes remained.

"So audacious, he’ll surely step on Patir’s foot."

"Brother Hong’s still being too gracious. I would have kicked him out."

"Brother Hong’s respecting Patir, but I’m thinking this kid might embarrass himself later!"

"Fighting and dancing are two entirely different matters."

Lu Shuai also watched Li Xin; Brother Li was really something. He promised to keep a low profile, and yet he ends up doing something big already. Hong Ban’s eyes were practically blazing, yet he could hold in his temper—truly admirable.

Ji Mingyue and the others also entered the floor and wouldn’t give way because of Li Xin and Patir. Of course, Ji Mingyue, Nalan, Feili, and Bai Peng joined in. Bai Peng’s smile was too wide, others sensibly didn’t join the floor—this was the stage for these three pairs.

Patir looked at Li Xin, encouraging him, "Hold my waist; I’ll lead you soon. Follow my rhythm. With your skills, it won’t be a problem."

Li Xin smiled gently, suavely holding Patir’s waist with his left hand. As the music played, Li Xin’s chin slightly lifted, and his gaze transformed completely. At that moment, he felt like he’d returned to the passionate, wonderful era of his past life.

Just one overlapping step, and Patir felt completely electrified, her steps harmonizing seamlessly—those eyes, that sensation, she had met her match.

Pa-pa-pa... Da-da-da...

Li Xin suddenly transformed into the prince of the dance floor, beginning a dance duel with Princess Patir. Sometimes the two dancers spar, sometimes they affectionately separate and reunite—a mysterious, enthralling dance that folded into a story about young lovers. One wore a battle-ready Night Patrol uniform like a proud, aloof prince of the night; the other was dressed in a passionate, red evening dress like a fiery flame princess. Their figures intertwined, spinning—a love story told not just in dance but in the most moving narrative of young men and women.

The surrounding uproar and disturbance had altogether quieted. You could question these people’s character, but their taste was impeccable. As the best tango dancer in their circle, Patir merely kept pace with Li Xin’s rhythm—the prince was now leading the princess, and the princess was gradually losing herself, along with elegant forward and sliding steps, and fluid flips and backbends. At that moment, Patir looked at Li Xin, whose eyes showed determination with a hint of melancholy.

Life always had so many regrets. How he wished the one dancing with him now was Christie. How wonderful it would be if time could turn back.

Unknowingly, Ji Mingyue, Nalan, Lu Shuai, and Feili had stopped dancing and become spectators, all immersed in the tango.

Lu Shuai was resigned—Brother Li was Brother Li, forever secretive, never revealing his full talents. This tango style was exactly as described in Luthor’s diary, beloved by his grandfather, who once wrote extensively about it.

As the music slowly reached its conclusion, Li Xin and Patir struck a high difficulty pose to finish.

All that was left was the sound of their breathing, Patir looked at Li Xin, her chest rising and falling, and a mere dance had given her an experience like never before.

Pa-pa-pa-pa...

Lu Shuai led the applause; the venue broke into warm applause. These people adored tango, and Li Xin was enough to be their mentor-level dancer, even beyond a resurrected Governor Luthor.

Ji Mingyue and the others gave varied eye reactions. For girls who love to dance, someone like him was extremely appealing. No wonder when the Potter Family’s eldest daughter met Luthor, she wasn’t able to resist falling deeply in love with him.

Ji Mingyue saw mystery and strength, coldness; Feili saw melancholy and aloofness. Everyone saw what they wanted to see in this dance.

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