She opened by saying it looked ugly.
What kind of move was that?
Little Somebody had been knocking around society for a long time, and immediately got the message. "And you still say you're not a player!"
Little Somebody could see through that routine. Crystal Li, battle-hardened and practically an expert in this very field, naturally could see through it too.
But even the same move depended on who used it.
An ordinary person thrusting straight with an iron sword and Dugu Qiubai thrusting straight with an iron sword possessed entirely different power.
So those words—"It really looks ugly"—nearly shattered Crystal Li's defenses. Anger and grievance immediately flooded her heart. But when Crystal Li looked up, she saw no mockery. Shi Tiexin's eyes were full of clarity and calm, making one's heart grow tranquil.
Thus, Crystal Li, who had been about to flare up, was immediately interrupted mid-cast.
Shi Tiexin gently held out a handkerchief. It was very white, very clean, and very plain. "Wipe it off."
As if possessed, Crystal Li took the handkerchief and began wiping her face. The handkerchief carried an inexplicably warm, moist feeling, and it proved even more effective at cleansing her face than the finest makeup remover. One swipe wiped it clean, while leaving behind a special moisturizing warmth, like a tender caress—that was the all-purpose Limitless Tribulation Power at work.
In just a few strokes, she had wiped herself completely clean.
Shi Tiexin examined her gently, then said in a voice as warm and smooth as jade, "That country's sense of beauty is truly unbearable. You look much better like this."
Having been praised, Crystal Li secretly felt delighted. At this point, she also understood that what the man before her disliked was the so-called "high-end makeup" on her face and cheekbones.
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