On the afternoon of the second day after Elder He won the position of Sect Leader, she finally emerged from the God Demon Prison. In the mirror, her own reflection carried a hint of spring in the brows and eyes, her face flushed. She had no choice but to fetch a basin of cool spring water to reduce the feverish redness, only then did she dare to face others.
Elder He looked at her with a smile in his eyes, but her face remained burning, always feeling as if there was some hidden teasing in his gaze. The old demon, having honed his skills over years, had sharper ears than anyone and a mind far more astute than ordinary people. By saying nothing at all, she felt unable to defend herself!
At this moment, the old man with white hair and a youthful face seemed not at all approachable.
