"Marry you? How laughable!"
Xiao Yan sneered coldly without the slightest hesitation. "Even if I were trapped in the Misty Cloud Sect and hunted down by enemies in some desolate wilderness, this young master would never consider an enchantress like you!"
Hun Ruoruo's talent and beauty were indeed flawless, perhaps even unmatched by anyone Xiao Yan had ever seen.
Unlike her bewitching and inscrutable heart, however, her temperament showed not the slightest trace of gloom or wickedness.
When they had first met on the Back Mountain, moonlight had illuminated the scene and made the grass and trees gleam. The girl had leaned against the mist and clouds, smiling brilliantly. For a moment, Xiao Yan had mistaken her for a Fairy fallen into the mortal world and could not help wanting to approach her.
Then, he had followed her into the mortal world as well.
Howling winds had roared in his ears, while the girl beside him had giggled mischievously. Xiao Yan had been terrified beyond measure, and just before he hit the ground, Old Man Yao had helplessly revealed himself and saved him.
From that moment on, Xiao Yan had been deeply wary of her.
She cultivated water arts, yet had never possessed the heart of a healer. She seemed warm and welcoming toward everyone, but in truth regarded all living beings as mere weeds and dogs.
Hun Ruoruo had no bottom line. There was only absolute profit, and profit great enough to stir her heart even more.
Xiao Yan did not think himself some Child of Destiny who could attract a murderous Demon Lord to throw herself at him with a flick of his finger. Thus, he had always turned a blind eye to the seductive glances Hun Ruoruo cast his way.
He knew perfectly well that if not