In the main hall of the Stone Meditation Hut.
Feng Ling seemed to sense something, and her beautiful eyes snapped open.
A complex mix of panic, despair, confusion, sorrow, anticipation, excitement, and shyness flickered in her gaze.
"Don't… come… any closer."
she cried out in a low voice. Her melodious tone trembled slightly, carrying an indescribable coquettish charm.
Fang Cheng watched her struggle against the Heart Demon, his expression calm. He asked in a deep voice, "Did you use the Celestial Demon Curse to plot against me?"
Feng Ling bit her red lip and said tremulously, "I… did… but that… is in… the past…"
Fang Cheng sighed softly and asked again, "Do you still have the means to curse me again?"
Her eyes hazy, Feng Ling gently shook her head.
Fang Cheng stared at her and said slowly, "How can I trust you?"
"I… swear," Feng Ling said, a trace of humiliation on her stunning face.
Fang Cheng shook his head. "That's not enough."
