"Her."
At last, he had truly chosen one who made his heart stir. She was a fresh and natural girl, like a leaf drifting in the wind, carrying a faint, clean fragrance. She loved to smile, and her smile was like a miraculous elixir—watching it, one could not help but smile as well.
Even the man in purple could not resist smiling. He appeared beside the girl.
The girl was startled. Seeing the purple-robed man's appearance, she instinctively shrank back, but seeming to feel that this was impolite, she bit her lip and said, "Uncle, may I ask, you..."
The purple-robed man spoke hoarsely. "I am rotten. You are beautiful. And then... I want to try the feeling."
The girl did not understand him at all, but the purple-robed man had no intention of explaining. With a casual wave, he and the girl vanished from the bustling street without a sound.
At the edge of the center of the Tomb of Gods.
Within a jade-green world, the purple-robed man and the girl appeared. By now, the girl's face was deathly pale with fright, and she trembled like a startled rabbit.
"Star Realm Clan. Damned Star Realm Clan. Damned descendants of Yuan Hao."
The purple-robed man threw her to the ground. The more she resisted, the more afraid she became, the more slowly he began to savor the feeling his Sixth Brother had described.
Excitement?
The girl was already too terrified to speak. Suppressed by his aura, she could not even move a finger and could only weep streams of tears.
"Don't be nervous. My time is short, and I don't like dragging things out," the purple-robed man said with a smile.
"When you say 'dragging,' do you mean the fourth tone or the second tone?"
At that moment, a voice