"I-I'll think about it some more..."
"There's only one chance; once you miss it, it's gone."
Thinking back to the critical moment, that decisive figure, and that strong, reassuring embrace... Ye Henshui's heart inexplicably sped up.
If that really were the case, it wouldn't be too bad, would it?
"Are you sure Master will agree?"
"I don't know either..."
"Agree to what?"
Just then, a slightly hoarse, magnetic voice sounded.
Their bodies suddenly went stiff, and slowly they turned their heads to see a graceful figure materialize out of thin air.
"Ma-Master?!"
The woman wore a half golden mask, her lips were bright red, and her purple-black eyes resembled two burning fires.
She was draped in a robe of black gauze and red silk, with a dark gold scale waist cincher accentuating her slender waist and the alluring curves of her hips, tempting like a ripe peach.
"What were you talking about just now?" Ji Lianxing asked curiously.
