"I used the exact same method, but you learned so much faster than Xi. You've only been practicing for a short time, yet your skill has already surpassed mine." An Jin sighed, but her voice was filled with genuine satisfaction.
"Hm? The exact same method?"
Gu Yin stopped abruptly, tugging on her hand. He tilted his head, his gaze dropping to her face as his jawline tightened.
His crimson eyes held an unreadable chill. "That intimate posture... you did that with the fish, too?"
'That kind of intimate proximity should only be shared between mates. Accepting that wolf was already the limit of my tolerance; at least Ling Hong has strength and is of some use to me.'
'But that fish has nothing to offer but his pretty face. All he does is try to seduce my Jin'er with those repulsive gestures, and he's useless for anything else.'
'I will absolutely never accept Xi as her mate.'
