The Feeling of Being Conquered by the Enemy

"Dean Liu, I don't need much blood. There's no need to cut your wrist, is there?"

Ye Tian tightened his grip on Liu Erlong's wrist and said, amused.

"And besides, you should have seen what I'm capable of just now, right? Even without a wound, I can still draw your blood out."

"My apologies, My Lord. I was too impulsive."

Liu Erlong spoke apologetically, though her face carried a trace of confusion.

She did not know exactly

what this "ability of his" that Ye Tian spoke of was.

"Heh..."

Ye Tian could not help smiling. Without explaining further, he held Liu Erlong's wrist with his right hand, took the dagger from her hand with his left, and asked gently, "May I?"

"..."

Liu Erlong was stunned.

Her cheeks flushed rosy red at the sudden intimacy.

She nodded repeatedly, agreeing.

"Mhm~ Your Highness may do whatever he wants with Erlong."

Ye Tian could not help feeling amused.

It seemed Liu Erlong and Tang Yuehua were in much the same state—both were full of interest in him!

Ye Tian did not mind. He reminded her softly, "It may hurt a little, or feel uncomfortable. Bear with it."

"Go ahead, Your Highness. Erlong can endure it."

Ripples of desire appeared again in Liu Erlong's eyes.

They shimmered with moisture, as though a spring tide were surging within them, about to swallow Ye Tian whole.

"Mm."

Ye Tian nodded slightly.

In the palm of the hand holding Liu Erlong's, red and blue light bloomed!

A translucent spherical barrier, swirling with red and blue, appeared out of thin air, enveloping Liu Erlong's and Ye Tian's hands within it...

Liu Erlong's eyes filled with deep astonishment.

Was this the legendary Talent Domain possessed by the Saint Child of Spirit Hall?

The next moment, Liu Erlong sensed