Qi Yue's clothes had once again become neat, and his hair was meticulously combed by Ru Yue; silver-haired and clad in black. Although his appearance was not extremely handsome, that special aura of his was incomparable by anyone else. It was only in front of his lovers and family that the King of Zodiac would act so approachable. Otherwise, who knows how he might behave. Of course, beneath those black clothes now, his skin bore numerous bruises, all the masterpieces of his beloved ones.
"Qi Yue, do you want to notify everyone now that you have safely returned? They are all very worried about you," said Ru Yue, who as the eldest sister, was the first to regain her usual wisdom after the initial commotion.
