"You..."
Butterfly Fairy's stunningly beautiful face gradually turned cold, her eyes filled with fury.
Poke the sore spot, why don't you?
She could never forget the events of that day.
And now, appearing in front of Lin Fan intentionally, she wanted him to understand—do you know who I am? Do you realize what you've done? Are you regretting it now?
Apprehension!
Unease!
Fear!
The impulse to beg for forgiveness.
But to her astonishment, the other party didn't display the slightest apprehension. On the contrary, he spoke brazenly, even with an undertone of mockery.
"Butterfly Fairy, I noticed your expression looks off. Could it be an internal ailment? Don't worry; I used to be a rural healer, quite skilled in, ahem, women's health. Some even called me a 'Gynecological Sage.'
"If you don't mind, shall we find a peaceful spot for me to assist you with a thorough examination?"
