The feeling came without warning.
A faint ripple stirred in Dugu Linglong's clear eyes, and her slender fingers resting on the white cloth bundle tightened slightly.
Over the years, she had met countless martial prodigies of stunning talent, as well as young masters from powerful and influential families.
Yet no matter how outstanding those people had seemed before her, Dugu Linglong had never felt anything unusual in her heart.
She had always believed that she simply did not understand the love between men and women that ordinary people spoke of.
But just now...
Merely seeing Jiang Che's face clearly had caused a subtle, unprecedented flutter in her Dao Heart, which had always been as still as an ancient well...
Dugu Linglong lowered her eyes slightly and quietly circulated the True Qi within her body, examining herself from head to toe.
She had not been poisoned.
Nor were there any traces of evil arts entering her body.
This strange feeling seemed to have come entirely from within her heart...
That bizarre conclusion made Dugu Linglong raise her eyes again and carefully study Jiang Che beside her.
Sword-like brows, starry eyes, and a high, straight nose.
A warm, gentle smile rested on that impossibly handsome, almost demonic face.
Even with Dugu Linglong's discerning eye, she had to admit that this man's looks truly could be called peerless.
He really seemed to have taken her for a high school girl heading to a convention...
"I'm twenty-eight this year."
Dugu Linglong parted her pale lips slightly. Her voice was cool yet gentle, like a clear spring flowing through the mountains.
"I'm not some high school girl."
"Twenty-eight?"
A suitably surprised look appeared on Jiang Che's face.
He looked Dugu Linglong over again, then smiled apologetically.
"Sorry, I misjudged you."
"You just look far too