She pulled down the hem of her skirt to cover the thin trails of water that flowed down her jade legs.
—Of course, it was the sweat of nervousness.
Propping an arm under her pointed chin, her fingers tapping in the air, she looked at Su Bei with an expression that seemed to regard him as trash, and spoke, "Elder Su."
"I never thought you were this kind of person?"
"Were Die Yi's words true?"
Su Bei shook his head with a sigh, his eyes brimming with disappointment. Hands clasped behind his back, he looked up to the sky, leaving both women with a lonely and desolate silhouette. "Since Miss Die Yi has spoken so, there's nothing more for Su Mou to argue..."
"The innocent are clear of heart."
"It's just that from this day forward, the world has lost one greatly benevolent soul..."
Then he turned around, his eyes full of sincerity, and looked tenderly at Key Smoke. "Saintess, do you not believe me either?"
