"Water Ghost?" Huangquan's voice came through.
Feng Tang Meng Po was embarrassed. She raised her eyes and glanced at Water Ghost. Encouraged by the faintly supportive look in his eyes, she dawdled for quite a while before finally saying, "Lord Huangquan, it's me, Meng Po. You may need to come to Solitary Sound Cliff and pick me up..."
"Hm?"
"Ahem, the process was rather convoluted, difficult to explain in a few words, but Water Ghost saved me..."
"..."
Silence fell on the other end.
Having held it in for so long, Water Ghost finally laughed aloud when he heard this.
With a hooked finger, he summoned the communication pearl over before Meng Po could say more and casually cut off the connection. He neither allowed Huangquan to ask further questions nor let Feng Tang Meng Po reveal too much.
"What happened?"
Meng Po had suddenly been cut off and looked over in confusion.
Water Ghost bent down again. Beneath the golden mask, the sharply defined contours of his face, framed by drifting strands of hair, exuded a captivating masculine charm.
Rather than directly answering her question, he reined in his smile and asked solemnly in a hoarse voice, "Meng Po, do you trust me?"
Ah? Feng Tang Meng Po was still immersed in the man's beauty. His words left her utterly baffled, and even her nod came in a fluster.
Water Ghost sighed and shook his head. "Then let me teach you a lesson. You may have heard it before, but I can't put it into practice myself..."
As he spoke, Water Ghost suddenly stepped forward, cradled Meng Po's face, and pressed his lips to her ear. As her cheeks and earlobes swiftly reddened and heated up, he lowered his voice and breathed:
"In this world, don't trust anyone, not