Beneath the blood-red sky, two stunning figures stood atop the city wall, talking. Sometimes they laughed, sometimes they argued. Their beauty was enough to make all the flowers on the mountain pale in comparison.
Yet the subject of their conversation never seemed to stray far from a certain person. Even when it did, it would always return to him soon enough.
The two of them had also reached an unspoken agreement regarding that fellow: they absolutely could not be too nice to him. If they were strong enough, it would not be a bad idea to lock him up. Of course, that was only a joke, but it revealed both their affection for him and their helplessness over his lecherous nature.
Heaven have mercy—fortunately, Xiao Heng was not there. Otherwise, hearing the two women's "brilliant ideas" would have sent cold sweat pouring down his back. Even so, within the spatial passage, someone suddenly opened his eyes, an ominous feeling rising in his heart.
"He should be back soon. By my calculations, he should have already left the Heaven Tomb. With his temperament, he'll rush over immediately. As long as he comes back, everything will be fine," Xiao Yi Xian said softly as she gazed at the bright moon in the distance.
"The enemy has many powerful experts. Even if he returns, he may not be able to resolve this," Medusa said quietly, a trace of worry appearing in her eyes. She was merely proud and fearless, not incapable of exhaustion. Over the years, all she had endured had sometimes left her feeling weary. She simply never showed her weakness before others. Yet before Xiao Yi Xian, this special girl, even one as proud as her seemed to unconsciously shed some of her cold exterior.
"It doesn't matter. As long as