262 Beat Up (One More)_3

There was no lamp inside the carriage, just the pale light of the dull street lamp and the moonlight filtering through the gap in the curtains, faintly illuminating the increasingly handsome face of the Duke of Xuanping, sculpted by time.

Chang Jing, with his face blindness, couldn't figure out what made this man attractive.

The Duke of Xuanping sighed, "Do you fear anything?"

Chang Jing thought for a moment and then shook his head, "No."

The Duke of Xuanping looked at him skeptically, "Nothing at all?"

Chang Jing lowered his head, "Cockroaches."

The Duke of Xuanping: "..."

You, the best assassin of the Dark Night Sect, are actually afraid of cockroaches?

"They're disgusting," Chang Jing explained, somewhat aggrieved.

When Chang Jing was very young, he once found cockroaches in his food. Some people deliberately disgusted him, and it worked. From then on, whenever he saw a cockroach, he would remember eating them, and it made his scalp numb.