"Disgusting? Could it be... you used your own body as bait to keep this Feng Wuqing firmly under your control?" My heart clenched. This was the only answer that made sense. For an existence at the Heavenly Dao realm like Feng Wuqing, where wouldn't he be the most sought-after? Even if he had a vicious nature and was cold and heartless, he still had his own needs.
And a beauty like Di Yifei had everything—bearing, looks, and even exceptional aptitude. What was more, her identity and status had already set her bearing apart from other women. How many men could face a woman like that without seeing her as a red-lipped beauty wrapped around a skeleton? There probably weren't many.
Di Yifei looked at me, then suddenly burst out laughing. Deep amusement filled her eyes.
Seeing her laugh so happily out of nowhere, I had no idea what she found so funny. I said, "Isn't that so? An existence at the Heavenly Dao realm isn't easily tempted by benefits, much less willing to be commanded by others. And Feng Wuqing has sinister features and a taste for abusing others. He's practically insane. Someone like that has such powerful desires—it's hard to say he doesn't like women, right? And Miss Di is in the prime of her youth, with such beautiful features. Even an existence at the Heavenly Dao realm who has seen every woman under heaven would probably hold you in high regard."
"Hehe... So that's how Miss Xia sees me." Di Yifei looked as though I had just thanked her by praising her beauty. Her expression gradually settled as she continued, "But you guessed wrong. Feng Wuqing doesn't like women. And I would never serve anyone with my body. After everything I've been through, I doubt anyone could look