Gu Yue Wants to Have Dragon Cubs in the Bridal Chamber, Lin An: "How old am I? You actually dared to lay hands on me!"

Lin An was completely despairing.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the wall, and prepared to meet his death.

Then Gu Yue hugged him.

She buried herself entirely in Lin An's arms, wrapping both arms around his waist and pressing her face deeply into his chest.

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

Looking down, Lin An could only see the stray lock of hair atop her head trembling slightly, along with the hands clutching his clothes so tightly that her knuckles had turned white.

Then he heard a muffled voice rise from his chest.

"Do you really... hate me that much?"

"If you do, I can change."

Lin An froze for a moment.

He said nothing.

Gu Yue buried her face even deeper, her voice muffled and thick with a nasal tone.

"Actually... even though the Reverse Scale was sealed, I could still hear what you said to Teacher."

Lin An's body went rigid.

"I know you two didn't really kiss."

Gu Yue's voice grew quieter and quieter.

"But when I saw you stand on tiptoe and ask my teacher for a kiss... my heart really shattered."

Her fingers clenched tighter.

"But later... I heard your ideals."

"You said humans and Soul Beasts didn't necessarily have to fight to the death. You said the Spirit Pagoda's original purpose was to let Soul Masters avoid hunting Soul Beasts. You said that high-level soul spirits might not be impossible in the future—"

Her voice suddenly caught.

"You've been working toward peaceful coexistence between the Soul Beast race and humanity."

"You went to see Teacher and begged her because you wanted to help me forge my Battle Armor."

Her voice began to shake—not with anger.

But with a deeper emotion, one even she herself could not explain.

"It makes me feel so useless."

"When did