The Temple's Deepest Secret

To be honest, Ilena was a mature woman. She was not particularly embarrassed to speak of matters between men and women.

But when faced with Ink God King's question, the fingers holding her chess piece trembled slightly, and she nearly choked on her saliva.

Explain in detail just how strong and big Qiu Tu was?

That seemed a little inappropriate, didn't it?

Although she had a good relationship with Ink God King, they were not close enough to discuss such risqué topics.

Besides... Ink God King had sent her to probe Qiu Tu last night. If Ink God King learned that Qiu Tu had instead gotten to the bottom of her, it would be even harder to explain.

Thinking this, Ilena prepared to casually make up some details about last night.

But just then, she suddenly froze.

Because she abruptly realized that something was wrong with her.

Although she was already at the age of "three hundred like a wolf, four hundred like a tiger," Ilena had remained chaste over the years.

And although she was an outstanding weapon master, her desires had never been particularly strong.

So why, after last night, were her thoughts filled with those things she had done with Qiu Tu?

And whenever she met or spoke with anyone, whether they said black or white, she somehow interpreted it as yellow.

It was practically as if someone had put a curse on her.

Of course, Ilena was not suspecting that Qiu Tu had tampered with her. She merely felt that she had gone too many years without enjoying a man, and now that she suddenly had, she had become immersed in it.

Put plainly, Qiu Tu had awakened her "addiction."

Sure enough... male beauty is a blade that scrapes the bone. It really harms people deeply.