"There's no need to be nervous; a fox isn't a calamity," King Wukong the King of Demons grinned as he appraised the stunning woman who had suddenly appeared.
This lady embodied humanity's vision of a truly compassionate Goddess.
Her breathtaking beauty surpassed that of mere mortals, graceful as a flowing river, skin white as snow, and hands soft and delicate.
Clothed in a pale cyan gown, her long black hair danced in the wind, her eyelashes perfectly ordered, her delicate face pristine and flawless.
With a light blue umbrella in her right hand, she complemented it so well, like an Immortal who had stepped right out of a landscape painting, gentle and captivating.
"So beautiful!"
From afar, Zi Shou and Zi Yu marveled at the woman, their hearts astounded, experiencing love at first sight, their pulses racing.
"It's the fox..."
The woman stood before King Wukong the King of Demons. A thought struck her, and she said, "Does Messenger Sun recognize me?"
