The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 269 Ms Harlow

Seven years ago, on a dusky evening.

The ancient Crescent Lane in Chinatown was awash in golden hues from the sunset.

Robin vividly recalled the warm, breathtaking beauty of that day's sunset.

It was his first day working at the Dreamscape Bar.

A girl, around 13 or 14, suddenly caught his attention.

She lingered at the entrance, hesitating to step inside.

Bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, she stood there like a delicate fairy who had just emerged from another realm.

She wore a long, floral dress, and her short hair was fresh and pure, framing a delicate, fair face.

Together with the gentle breeze, the sunset, and the charm of the old street, she created a stunningly beautiful scene.

Her aura was so pure and ethereal and untouched worldly concerns, too delicate to be disturbed.

However, this serene and striking image was soon disrupted by a group of unruly thugs.

The thugs shoved the girl, trying to drag her into a private room on the second floor of the bar.

Without a second thought, Robin rushed in.

Using the fighting techniques he had learned from Old Fred, he quickly drove off the thugs and rescued the girl.

She introduced herself as Anna but revealed nothing more.

From that day forward, she stayed at the Dreamscape Bar with Robin.

At the time, Darren was merely a junior manager at the bar, and he kindly assumed that Anna was either an orphan or a young lady suffering from amnesia, having run away from home and lost her way back. So, he asked the boss to prepare a guest room for Anna.

Anna stayed at the Dreamscape Bar for three months.

During that time, she was always by Robin's side, inseparable from him.

In the beginning, Anna silently followed Robin around, always close behind.

Whenever Robin was busy, she would lend a hand and help him with his work.

would sit across from him,

began to

flitting around the Dreamscape Bar

became a stunning sight

touch of freshness and joy to

times are always too

filled with the excitement of youth,

a

bar when Darren told him that

Robin had no idea what was going

assumed it was another encounter

saying a word, he grabbed a fruit knife

his arm, a look of reluctance on his face.

"Robin, you and she may not be from the same world." Understanding Darren's implication, Robin followed him

already left the bar and was getting into

to speak with her, two men blocked

that drizzly evening,

Bar-and Robin-as if she had never

with that,

a

had not

Though he sometimes reme

ethereal girl from the Dreamscape Bar, those memories no longer stirred

passed, some people and experiences inevitably

memories of that time and place. Robin had thought that once he set foot on this path,

once again-under such an inappropriate circumstance. Everyone in the bar turned toward the entrance, captivated by

sight greeted

by bodyguards, oblivious

intended to reprimand her for disrupting his duties, found his

he

Ms. Harlows would

Harlow." He greeted her respectfully as

ignoring

was

Anna here, Robin

he had

years, both had developed a vague,

onto that blossoming romance, that bond was strong

mouth agape, as she