Seeing the woman's clumsy fall that shamed her cultivation base, Lin Mu sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "You didn't have to fall in."
She splashed the water in his direction, half out of indignation, half out of sheer shock. "You don't understand what you've just said, do you?! That woman—"
Her words trailed off, her mind spiraling as she tried to process what she had just heard.
Lin Mu stood silently, waiting, his expression calm.
The night, once peaceful, had erupted once again into waves... not from conflict this time, but from Cattaleya's sheer disbelief.
Cattaleya floated in the lake for a moment, her eyes wide and unblinking, the shock of Lin Mu's words reverberating through her very core.
The cold water hardly registered against her skin. Not that it could with her cultivation, but still... All she could think about was what he had so casually confessed... he had not only met one of the Four Seasons Monarchs, but had also been gifted Ichor Essence Wine by her.
