Even if only a silhouette against the incredibly dim candlelight, her peerless elegance could not be concealed.
Clad in white, with a slender waist, she was kneeling on one knee—beautiful beyond measure.
Though her face was unseen, the combination of the ancient temple at midnight, the woman in white, and the delicate charm of her kneeling form created an allure beyond imagination.
After all, the Buddhist Sect was a tranquil Ancient Land, yet the scene before him was so sensual and tempting. The impact on his mind and senses was intoxicating, making his heart tremble.
Jiang Jichen couldn't help but walk toward the Buddha Hall.
In that moment, he felt an irrepressible urge to see the woman's true face.
As he reached the Buddha Hall, his spirit trembled, and an expression of horror crossed his face.
'To think that even with my mental fortitude, I was still so enchanted. I almost lost control of myself.'
