Chapter 408: The Day of Chu Zhan's Death!

"Don't overthink it."

Shang Lvxing watched as Xining continued fiddling with the device, lowering his voice to comfort his younger brother.

The banquet hall was already quiet. Though Shang Lvxing's three words were spoken softly and quickly, they still reached Xining's ears. He hoped she would respond with something reassuring for his brother, but instead, her focus remained fixed on the glass device, her hands never pausing.

In the lower deck's monitoring room, Danrus, who had returned to the secret base, stared at Xining's hands—delicate as though sculpted by an artist—with burning interest in his eyes.

His gaze was like that of a ravenous wolf in the wilderness, suddenly catching sight of a plump and juicy lamb.

"What a masterpiece!" Danrus pressed his tongue against his cheek.

Anyone who knew him understood his obsessive fascination with hands—it had already reached a severely pathological level.

"I want her hands... to obey my every whim."