No one knew the emotional rollercoaster Ji Xichan had been on since her idealized image of Peng Sword Immortal shattered.
She had once wanted to leave the Cold Palace Sword Mansion, this place of heartbreak, and never again see that sanctimonious hypocrite, Pei Yuhang.
But… she couldn't accept it.
The fervent passion with which she once chased his shadow had now given birth to an equally vast darkness.
She couldn't suppress the torment and rage in her heart. She wanted to make this arrogant Sword Immortal kneel before her, to lick her toes in the most debased manner, to repent for wasting all her years of worship and pursuit.
She wanted to press her toes against Pei Yuhang's face.
She wanted to rip the white robes from this hypocrite's body and expose him, naked, before her.
She wanted… to vent all her negative emotions through the most intense pleasure imaginable.
