Xiao Wu stood less than ten paces from Lin Yuan, both hands nervously clutching her skirt. Not a trace of color remained in her fair cheeks.
She opened her mouth, but it took a long moment before she managed to make a sound.
Her voice trembled noticeably, its pitch warped out of shape.
"Lin... Young Master Lin Yuan..."
"When you were fighting in the arena today, you were really... so handsome."
"I... I like you very much."
Xiao Wu fought down her overwhelming fear, trying to make her voice sound sweet and alluring.
She even gathered the courage to take half a step forward, deliberately lifting her chest as she gazed at Lin Yuan with wide, watery eyes.
As she spoke, Xiao Wu turned her body slightly to the side, her gaze repeatedly straying toward the deeper, denser grove behind her.
The implication could not have been clearer.
Any normal man faced with a sweet-voiced beauty with a lovely figure, one who was actively throwing herself at him, would surely feel his heart race and obediently follow her into the dark woods.
Yet Lin Yuan, standing where he was, showed not the slightest ripple in his eyes.
A cold laugh rose in his heart.
Tang San, Tang San.
I thought you were a gifted young man with some backbone. I never imagined you'd stoop to such underhanded tricks just to kill me.
You actually stripped your own woman and pushed her out as bait.
You really were despicable to the core.
Still, Lin Yuan had no intention of exposing him right away.
Since Tang San wanted to play, Lin Yuan didn't mind playing along with this trash.
Lin Yuan deliberately took his hands out of his pockets, letting a flash of greedy heat show in his otherwise placid eyes.
He