Seeing how much she clearly cared while insisting on pretending she did not, the smile in Lu Jun's eyes deepened.
He reached out, his warm fingers gently pinching Gu Yue Na's smooth, soft cheek. It felt like the finest mutton-fat white jade, yet possessed astonishing elasticity, making one want to pinch it again after doing so once.
"...Stop pinching me!"
Gu Yue Na raised a hand and lightly slapped away his mischievous hand, shooting him an annoyed glare. Yet a faint blush still crept across her cheeks.
"If you have something to say, say it properly. I'm listening."
Rather than being annoyed, Lu Jun grinned as though he had found an amusing new toy.
He did not pinch her cheek again. Instead, he gently stroked Gu Yue Na's silver hair, smooth and cascading like a waterfall.
Her hair was cool and silky, like satin woven from moonlight, flowing between his fingers.
He leaned slightly closer, and the tip of his nose was filled with Gu Yue Na's unique fragrance—cool and refreshing, yet carrying a faint orchid-like richness. That familiar scent gave him an indescribable sense of peace, as though the exhaustion from his recent travels and the weariness in his mind were quietly soothed and healed at that moment.
He stopped keeping her in suspense and slowly revealed the truth in a calm tone.
"Actually, the reason behind this isn't as complicated as you imagine."
"At the end of the day, it's simply because I know exactly what they... or rather, Tang San, who is hiding behind the scenes, wants to do."
He paused, organizing his thoughts before continuing.
"The core of their plan is actually quite simple. They intend to use Chen Xinjie's body as a vessel, and the enormous amount of Faith Power that Tang Sect and Shrek