Shi Tiexin's big hand loosened.
All this time, he had been the one to take Ling Xingjian's hand. This was the first time he had let go.
Ling Xingjian suddenly felt flustered. She grabbed Shi Tiexin's hand in return, clumsily yet earnestly trying to use holy light instead of thought energy to send him her thoughts. "Hey, what are you doing? What exactly is your plan? Tell me, now!"
But with a sharp crack, the holy light was blasted back by razor-sharp force. Shi Tiexin ruthlessly and decisively flicked Ling Xingjian's hand away, with no intention of responding at all, then strode into Sihang Golden Palace without looking back.
Ling Xingjian's fingers hurt terribly, but her heart hurt even more.
Could it be that, under that woman's seduction and the influence of her Honest Holy Seal, Shi Tiexin had truly revealed his true colors?
Was he really going in there, right in front of her, to... whore around?!
Ling Xingjian was hurt, wronged, and utterly disbelieving. Her mind was a tangled mess.
Just then, another somewhat familiar voice rang out. "Miss, allow me to entertain you."
Ling Xingjian whipped around and saw that mysterious woman.
No, that woman had already accompanied Shi Tiexin into Sihang Golden Palace. The one before Ling Xingjian was a Male-Attired Beauty who looked almost exactly like that woman, save for a few subtle alterations.
The Male-Attired Beauty had shed her former bewitching, flirtatious, willow-waisted allure and provocative black outfit. Before Ling Xingjian, she now appeared as an elite male escort with swordlike brows, starry eyes, a dashing face, a faintly teasing air, and an overwhelmingly dominant presence.
She seemed to have grown a little taller. Her white suit carried an inexplicable charm amid its flamboyance, and a lock of curled hair hung over her forehead,