The Purpose of Keeping You Here

If an ordinary man had a beauty like her willingly throwing herself into his arms, his blood would likely have been racing, and he would have struggled to control himself.

Yet Lin Hao felt not the slightest stir in his heart. If anything... he almost wanted to laugh.

He had cultivated to this day and weathered life and death. His will had long been as steadfast as bedrock. Besides, Fang Yao's spirited warmth, Jiang Weiwei's gentle serenity, and Su Xiaorui's lively playfulness had already filled the softest parts of his heart. The Domain Lord of the Southern Domain was beautiful, but compared with the genuine affection of Fang Yao and the other two, her deliberately cultivated seductiveness fell far short.

And besides... this "old woman," who had lived for at least three hundred years, was pretending to be a lovestruck young maiden?

Lin Hao silently grumbled to himself: My Yaoyao, Weiwei, and Xiao Rui—any one of them is younger, cuter, and more sincere than she is. I'd have to be blind to fall for this temptation with its hidden agenda.

He was about to speak and refuse her once more, plainly.

Suddenly—

"Heh. I wondered who was disturbing my sleep in the dead of night. So it's Sister Nangong, flaunting her charms here."

A voice as cold as an icy spring rang out abruptly in the room.

It had come from the window!

Lin Hao and Nangong Liuli turned at the same time.

The window had somehow opened without a sound. A figure in moon-white stood there, appearing silently. The night breeze stirred the ribbons of her flowing dress. Beneath the moon, she looked like an immortal banished from the heavens, cold and otherworldly.

The Domain Lord of the Northern Domain, Beiming Xue.

She was still dressed in plain white,