How can you make an enemy lower their guard?
Without a doubt, it's by showing weakness.
Zhao Ci had thought that the Great Yu Foot Dao from before was the final dance. He never expected another opportunity like this.
Of course.
This wasn't because Zhao Ci was feeling lustful.
Rather, given his current situation, the optimal solution was to project the image of someone having a mental breakdown, desperately in need of support.
'In a situation like this, collapsing into someone's arms and sobbing is obviously more convincing, right!'
'It really wasn't because of lust.'
'Really!'
'But I've got to say, this Demon Sect woman has a seriously good body!'
Gu Xiangzhu's body stiffened slightly. His lunge had caught her completely off guard. She'd thought being touched like this again would trigger an instinctive revulsion, but unexpectedly, she didn't resist as much as she'd imagined.
'This...'
'It's definitely not because I feel sorry for him.'
