As long as you weren't embarrassed, then the embarrassment belonged to someone else.
—Bai Zhi wholeheartedly agreed with that saying.
The [Prayer Light] trait was useful, yet also useless. Even now, Bai Zhi had not figured out what emotional pattern determined the changing color of the light radiating from his body.
One moment it was red, the next blue, then purple.
Bai Zhi felt that this trait was actually best suited for eminent Buddhist monks whose hearts were as still as ancient wells. That way, they could keep shining with Buddha Light at all times...
"By the way, how did you end up here?"
Taking out a streetlamp flower and descending to the ground, Bai Zhi asked the person in his arms with some confusion.
"In a place like this, I thought only the most Elite Players among Elite Players would receive an invit—"
"...I think you have some very serious misconceptions about me."
The corner of her mouth twitching slightly, Fireworks of Romance broke free from Bai Zhi's embrace and straightened up.
In the earlier close-range Explosion, not only had the cloak draped over her body been completely destroyed, but her clothes had also been blown to tatters. His warm hand was directly touching her skin, which made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
But just as she had regained her footing, her legs suddenly buckled for no apparent reason. Instinctively, she reached out and wrapped an arm around Bai Zhi's neck, while a warm tactile sensation came from around her waist.
"Hey, hey, hey. You took an Explosion of that scale at close range—did you really think it was just firecrackers going off?"
Supporting her by the waist, Bai Zhi was left rather speechless by her practically throwing herself into his arms.
"The sand is full of sand worms. Don't