The lakeside at Taichu Hall during the height of summer, faintly reverberates with thunder.
At the lakeside amidst the forest, the noonday sunlight filters through the branches, casting dappled shadows that flicker amidst the interwoven sweat.
Like a wild beast.
To Pei Wanyu, this is a sensation different from the shock brought by Jin'an and Qingyue.
Although the relationship between Jin'an and Qingyue was similar, it was merely similar; Pei Wanyu felt no additional emotions beyond astonishment.
However, the scene before her brought a completely different feeling.
Whether it's the good disciple or Dongfang Xinglan, they're pure humans, yet at this moment, Pei Wanyu felt the blood within her flow faster, a feeling akin to a special moment unwittingly spreading from the heart, beyond her control.
Most primal, most pure, most mad...
