Huang Residence

"You can't leave."

The young woman's voice rang out sharply.

"Right, right! You can't leave!"

Two guards hurried over and stood beside her, glaring at Ding Ling.

"You think you can take advantage of her and just walk away? Where does that happen?"

"What's your name?"

Ding Ling looked at the young woman. She seemed familiar, as though he had seen her somewhere before.

"Hmph!"

The beautiful young woman hadn't expected Ding Ling to ask her name so directly. Her cheeks grew rosier, and she stole a couple of glances at him.

By the light of the lanterns on either side, Ding Ling's face came clearly into view.

And when she saw it—

Her eyes brightened, and her heart began to pound. Heavens, how can a man this handsome exist?

By now, Ding Ling's looks had reached near perfection. His skin was like white jade, his eyes bright as stars. With his finely shaped nose and vivid lips, he stood there looking elegant and striking—a man of rare beauty.

His bearing was distinctive, too, drawing the eye at once.

So when the young woman got a good look at him, her heart stirred.

Heroes loved beautiful women, and beautiful women loved handsome, upright heroes!

Love at first sight usually came down to a face, a figure, and the way a person carried themselves.

Ding Ling had all three to a degree few could match. One look nearly left her spellbound. Only when he stepped around her and vanished into the bustling crowd did she come back to herself. With a startled cry, she rushed after him, but he was nowhere to be seen.

She stood there, dejected and unsettled.

"Miss."

The two guards caught up with her.

She glared at them.

"Why didn't you stop him?"

"We couldn't."

The guards