"Gu Nan, are you feeling more comfortable?"
After carefully wiping away the sweat from Yu Gu Nan's body, Pei Yuhang untied the silk scarf from her face.
Light once again filled the young woman's eyes. Pei Yuhang's handsome, well-defined face was just inches away.
But—the young woman wasn't completely numb. She realized that her reaction was by no means normal.
Something was wrong with her body, and it was because of Pei Yuhang!
Clarity finally returned to Yu Gu Nan's glazed, upturned eyes. She looked directly into the Sword Immortal's distinct, black-and-white eyes and asked:
"Why... Why am I so addicted to you?"
"Master... did you leave something in me?"
Pei Yuhang was silent for a moment before finally telling the young woman, who was desperate for an answer, everything he suspected.
When Yu Gu Nan heard this, her mind buzzed as if she'd been struck by lightning.
'The tables have truly turned.'
