"Since you like me so much, why won't you die for me?"
The bewitching young woman in a pale dress smiled sweetly. Her fragrance was as delicate as that of an epiphyllum in full bloom, stirring the imagination.
"Die for you? Die for you..."
Lv Yang murmured, dazed.
Deep in his mind, a strange thought suddenly surfaced.
That's right. I like her so much—why won't I die for her?
I should die. I should die!
The Young Master of Snow Dragon Mountain immediately pulled out his Spirit Soldier and stabbed it toward his chest.
Clang! At the critical moment, a cool sensation spread from inside his robes, sweeping over him in an instant and dragging him out of that strange state.
It was a spirit talisman the Snow Dragon Mountain Lord, a high-ranked Sovereign, had bestowed upon his son.
"Ah!"
Lv Yang came to his senses as if waking from a dream. His face flushed with shame, and he turned to flee.
He left because he was too embarrassed to stay—and because he was afraid.
With just a few words, she had toyed with a Fourth Grade Sovereign without his noticing, controlled his mind, and made him willingly embrace death.
Just how terrifying was this mysterious young woman?
"You knew the Young Master of Snow Dragon Mountain had a spirit talisman on him?"
Mu Chen watched the blue-robed man leave and asked curiously.
Lv Yang was indeed obnoxious, but a few words of flirtation hardly warranted a death sentence.
If not for the safeguard left by his sect's elders, he really would have killed himself on the spot.
"I didn't know. Maybe he was just lucky~"
Wrapped in a fragrant breeze, Xiao Xiao giggled and led the way down from the city wall.
Mu Chen shook his head behind her.