Hong Zhuang pursed her lips, her emotions in turmoil.
Baili An glanced at the sky and said, "The Monarch's Return Banquet is about to start; I should head back and prepare."
As he turned to leave, Hong Zhuang grabbed the cuff of his sleeve.
She lowered her head and was silent for a long while before she suddenly spoke softly, "Though Fei Yan is naturally cold-hearted, she always treats others with a mixture of gentleness and malice. In her world, people around her can be ruthlessly used and coldly abandoned.
Yet even so, I hope that you, who can see through her true nature, won't hate her, because when she smiles, she is truly gentle."
The wind moved the hem of their garments, casting a fluttering shadow.
Baili An paused, "You misunderstood; I actually find someone like Ning Feiyan, a seductive and venomous beauty, quite intriguing. I don't find anything about her that warrants my dislike."
A seductive and venomous beauty? And he finds it interesting?
