As the drumbeat quickened, he arched backward before spinning into the air. His jet-black hair swept across the cold floor tiles like splashed ink, his waist twisting into an incredible arc. The entire sequence was full of power, yet supple and elegant, showcasing immense core strength and nimble agility.
The dancing youth before her reminded Ning Xuan of the Nine-tailed Fox stealing the celestial fire in the Dunhuang murals. She grew lost in thought, her gaze fixed on him for a long time.
It wasn't until Nine-tailed knelt gracefully before her, a flower stem held gently in his mouth, that she was roused from her thoughts. The youth's face was flushed, his eyes glistening with pure reverence.
