"Do you really want to... to me..." Leng Ningzi's complexion drastically changed as she sensed Mu Chen's breath, feeling extremely fearful.
"Of course, such a great beauty, how could I possibly let you go?" Mu Chen spoke, and had already taken off Leng Ningzi's mask, revealing her beauty which rivaled Liu Yuxi's, becoming utterly breathtaking after her recent cultivation.
Leng Ningzi gave off the impression of an icy, noble woman—untouched by mud despite emerging from it, reminiscent of a fairy sister. Of course, she was absolutely more beautiful without makeup.
"You jerk, my heart belongs to another. You can't do this to me, otherwise I will kill you." Leng Ningzi shouted again.
"Belongs to whom?"
"No different than the rest, he's a jerk too. But he wouldn't bully me," Leng Ningzi said seriously.
"So you like him?" Mu Chen asked.
"Like is too strong a word, but I do have a good impression of him," Leng Ningzi admitted earnestly.
