Ye Jiuyou stood up, looked at herself in the mirror, and wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth. The person in the mirror appeared even paler due to the injury, as if the rouge and lipstick applied earlier had lost their meaning. Ye Jiuyou looked at herself for a long time before slowly taking out cosmetics and touching up her makeup.
Since he likes seeing this more human-like appearance... then so be it.
Unknowingly, dawn was approaching.
Ye Jiuyou left the Abyss and ascended to the surface. Just as she appeared on the ground, the first ray of sunlight peeked over the horizon.
This wasn't a Martial Arts Image, but rather that she had timed the dawn precisely. Meeting at dawn, to him, meant a proper, serious discussion, didn't it?
When she appeared in front of him, Zhao Changhe opened his eyes from his cultivation. Seeing her finished makeup, he gave a bright smile: "Good morning."
