Cassandra panicked. She was a genuine virgin; although she knew everything she was supposed to know, she had never experienced it herself. She had originally thought that no matter how much she provoked Ye Luo, he would surely put the bigger picture first. But the desire in Ye Luo's eyes suddenly reminded her that the man before her was not human—he was Zerg. How could she judge a Zerg by human standards?
"Hey, are you crazy? The Death Match is so important. How can you not go..." A hint of nervousness appeared on Cassandra's face.
Ye Luo chuckled. "Important? Is it really that important? Compared to you, the Death Match is ten streets behind. Come on, little miss..."
"Don't mess around. My father is already very dissatisfied with you buying so much useless equipment and so many useless items. If you stubbornly refuse to attend the banquet now, he'll only get even angrier. Besides, we Three-Eyed Protoss women aren't casual. Our first time must be saved for our wedding night..." Cassandra's voice grew softer and softer.
Ye Luo was dumbfounded. "You're that conservative? What era are we living in?"
Cassandra glared fiercely at Ye Luo. "What do you mean, what era? We call ourselves a divine race, so naturally we have to hold ourselves to stricter standards. Besides, when a Three-Eyed Protoss couple comes together, God Kadira guides our future path. So our first time, whether male or female, must be treated with the utmost seriousness..."
God Kadira, the God of Prophecy? Ye Luo raised a brow. "All right, then. Let's go to the banquet..." The sheer decisiveness of his sudden change in tone left Cassandra stunned.
She had thought Ye Luo would sweet-talk and coax her for a while, but she had not expected such a firm answer.
Suddenly,