Baili An took a deep breath, lowered his body slightly, and looked down coldly at her, carrying an imposing aura: "Stop pretending with your master! I know, you are my rebellious disciple, Arao!"
His voice was like thunder on a dry day, startling the blood in her limbs and bones, igniting a fierce fire in her heart. Under his cold gaze, it felt as if something was collapsing into ruins, while something else surged to life in the hollow of her body.
She closed her eyes, her heart ashen, forcing herself to accept this impossible reality: "Since you've already remembered the past, I will then..."
She actually admitted it?!
