Yu Lian knew, of course, that he'd answered wrong. Then again, given the circumstances, no matter how he answered, he'd be wrong. So why not face it honestly?
He watched "Feifei" laugh harder as her form grew ever larger. He saw jade arms sprouting from behind the black shadows, and the girls' heads dangling from their hands. He watched the girls' death-frozen gazes drift through his field of vision, and suddenly, Yu Lian understood.
Amid Feifei's laughter, he spread his arms and struck a pose full of openings. "Darling, I love you. As for them, I admit that all men like having more wings. And me? Even counting all the different quantum states, I've only made the same mistake every man makes."
Yu Lian stood with his arms wide, his heart brimming with delight, pride, and accomplishment.
I've honored what I truly feel. For idealistic fools like us psychics, isn't that part of our cultivation?
"Still the wrong answer. You heartless womanizer. I must have owed you a debt in a past life." Her laughter continued, but there seemed to be no anger left in it. If not for what came next, it might have sounded like flirtatious banter, half sulky and half coquettish.
But her soft, jade-like arms were already raised, hurling all the heads they held at him like a barrage of oversized flying hammers.
Never mind the aggression; the mental pollution was impossible to miss.
Yu Lian sighed silently, still holding his arms open in that vulnerable pose. He let the girls' heads smash into him, as if he were truly ready to be together with them all.
In a sense, he really was.
The girls' heads turned into blazing fireballs the instant they touched Yu Lian, setting his whole body alight. Within seconds, his body crumbled