"Who are you, and what do you want?" Shi Yue asked, displeasure showing on his face.
Although Mu Yaoyao was in the Nascent Soul Late Stage, she addressed Song Qingyang as an equal, and the two seemed to be old acquaintances. Since Shi Yue had nearly fallen for Song Qingyang's trick just now, he didn't dare underestimate Mu Yaoyao either.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, I'm Mu Yaoyao. I've heard of your great reputation, so I came especially to meet you. I'd like to make a friend of you. Surely you won't refuse my little request?" Mu Yaoyao's voice was soft and sweet, stirring the imagination.
"Sorry, we don't know each other, so we can't exactly call ourselves friends," Shi Yue said impassively.
"We didn't know each other before, but now we do! Fellow Daoist Shi, you're so handsome—don't you know how to treat a lady tenderly?" Mu Yaoyao stared straight at Shi Yue, her face filled with adoration. A red glow shimmered in her eyes.
When Shi Yue saw the look on Mu Yaoyao's face, his heart began pounding wildly, and his gaze grew somewhat entranced.
But soon, his eyes cleared.
Damn it, a charm technique! Who exactly are these two? One's illusion technique is incredibly powerful, and the other's charm is innate. If I fought them, I'd have little chance of winning. Shi Yue thought to himself.
"I have matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave." Shi Yue blurred into a streak of afterimages, reappearing farther ahead in a flash. Within a few breaths, he had vanished from sight.
Song Qingyang and Mu Yaoyao did not pursue him. Both of them wore matching looks of interest.
"Mu Yaoyao, it seems your Heavenly Net Charm Spirit Skill still needs work! He's only in the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, while