Gu Xing noticed something was wrong the moment he stepped into this area.
All around was a carefully arranged romantic scene, with soft lighting and a faint scent of flowers wafting in the air.
Not far away, several pairs of Guardian Beasts and their masters were intimately snuggled together, creating an ambiguous yet warm atmosphere.
He paused slightly, then turned to look at Qing Shuang beside him.
The girl's cheeks were visibly flushed, her eyes flickering, and her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, exuding a rare nervousness and shyness.
This....
Even if Gu Xing was slow to react, yet....
In this place right now, coupled with Qing Shuang's unusual demeanor, he couldn't possibly fail to understand her thoughts.
But now, it was certainly impossible to focus on these matters.
Not to mention the Demon Race eyeing like a tiger, even Ying Bing's fate was still uncertain.
