Tianlong's crimson eyes danced with barely concealed amusement as he watched Yu Xiang's violet gaze flicker with confusion. Her sharp mind, so accustomed to calculating every angle and possibility, was clearly struggling to process the casual way he'd mentioned marriage.
'So the ambitious little schemer is thrown off by something this simple,' he thought, internally smirking at how her usually composed facade was cracking. 'Interesting. She's not flustered like some innocent maiden - she's genuinely confused about why I'd marry when I could simply take what I want.'
Yu Xiang slowly stepped back from his embrace, her movements careful and measured as she tried to regain her composure. Her violet eyes blinked several times in rapid succession, pupils dilating slightly as her mind worked to process his words.
"Marriage," she repeated softly, almost to herself, her gaze never leaving his face. "You're... getting married."
