The exact effects of this ability would only become clear through actual combat. Lin Qiye glanced at the time, withdrew his consciousness from the Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods, and returned to his body.
The moment he opened his eyes, a furtive figure rose from beside his bed in the darkness, holding a feathered arrow and gently thrusting it toward Lin Qiye's chest.
Lin Qiye froze.
"Jialan, what are you doing?" he asked in confusion.
The furtive figure suddenly froze in place.
"..." Jialan's lips twitched wildly.
She had already suppressed her presence to the absolute limit and quietly crept to his bedside while Lin Qiye slept. But who would have thought that, just as she was about to succeed, Lin Qiye would wake up on his own?!
This left Jialan in an extremely awkward position.
"Um..." Jialan gripped the arrow, unable to advance or retreat.
"Jialan, what are you holding?"
Seeing the feathered arrow in Jialan's hand, Lin Qiye's eyes filled with confusion. He proactively reached out toward it...
Smack!
Jialan suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Qiye's wrist.
Lin Qiye's hand was caught in Jialan's grasp, leaving him utterly bewildered.
"Don't move!" Jialan's cheeks were blazing red in the darkness.
Faint moonlight filtered through the curtains beneath the night sky, spilling across the snow-white bed. Jialan lowered her head to look at Lin Qiye's vaguely visible face, then glanced at the Cupid's Arrow in her hand. Her heart nearly leaped from her chest, and resolve appeared in her eyes!
She had already borrowed Cupid's Arrow, and the atmosphere had already been set. If she could not drive this arrow in now, not only would tonight have been for nothing, but she would never have the face to see Lin Qiye again.
*If I back down now, there might