"Master!"
Leng looked in a certain direction within the starfield with delighted surprise and discovered that the previously vanished Yi Tian was being carried over someone's shoulder in a decidedly ungentle manner, with her little butt facing forward.
Countless Black Tentacles seemed to have come alive, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws as they pursued them. Yet against that person's nimble dodging and shifting, they could not even touch the hem of her clothes.
Her exquisite black armor, adorned with dark golden decorations, perfectly displayed her figure. She had a distinctive hairstyle and a lovely face untouched by makeup.
A black ribbon edged in gold circled her slender waist before hanging down along her lower abdomen. The snowy softness at both sides of her waist and hips was partially exposed, forming a straight, round curve that gave her a refined, half-hidden sensuality. Further down, her long, straight legs were wrapped in black knee-high combat boots carved with golden patterns. Altogether, she was like a Black Rose—coldly beautiful and alluring.
Who else could it have been but Ruo Ning?
"Hmph. All you know how to do is cause trouble!"
Ruo Ning and the word gentle simply did not belong together. Getting her to comfort the Little Girl she had just rescued would be easier than making the sun rise in the west.
Back then, Leng had thought her master's way of speaking was incredibly cool and began imitating her. Unfortunately, she had learned only the surface and not the essence, and over time, that had shaped her current hopelessly tsundere personality.
"..."
Yi Tian, slung over her shoulder with her lower abdomen pressed painfully against the shoulder armor, scrunched up her little face. Her mouth opened and closed several times, but in the end, she gave up on asking the