(Danger!)
The warning exploded in Bai Zihan's mind like a thunderclap.
Something was wrong.
The moment their gazes met, Bai Zihan had felt it—that faint tug at the edge of his thoughts.
The unnatural warmth spreading where reason should have been. It wasn't forceful. It wasn't invasive.
It was natural, like it was inevitable.
(I'm losing clarity.)
It was exactly like losing his mind, yet he could feel the subtle change taking place within it.
It was as if—even though he knew Qin Lingxiao was a dangerous Heaven Chosen who could take his life—he didn't mind.
Even though he knew it was a seduction technique directed at him, he didn't feel anger or fear.
That was what made it dangerous.
He felt like he was falling into a swarm he didn't mind sinking into.
His steps carried him closer without conscious intent.
(Stop!)
He commanded himself.
His heart beat steadily—calm where there should have been tension, interest where there should have been wariness.
