"Master Uncle, you..."
The young man looked terrified, as if he had thought of something, instinctively took a step back, and was about to flee.
But a pair of snow-white, delicate hands, held his palm!
"Bai Qing... no, my dear nephew, you just said that no matter what, you would never betray me."
The saintly and aloof Dao Sect Mysterious Lady, now blushing deeply, brushed aside a strand of hair from her forehead, revealing a perfectly proportioned face, a blend of ethereal grace and enchantment.
Due to her extremely tall stature, she slightly raised her head to see the young man's whole face clearly: "So, was that true? Hmm?"
"Of course, it is true! But, but..."
Perhaps sensing something was amiss, the always fearless young Demon Lord now appeared utterly flustered!
"No need to say more."
Mu Xinlan took out a headband, tied up her long hair, and turned her body sideways, leaving her back completely unguarded to the young man.
