"I'm telling you! If you dare try anything with me, I'll kill myself!"
"Wuuu—!"
Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Linchuan leaned in and kissed her.
Ah Yin's eyes instantly went unfocused, her mind went blank, and she froze as if someone had sealed her pressure points. Her hands remained protectively raised in front of her chest, motionless.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Ah Yin stared up at the man wearing a wicked grin and panted heavily. Her chest heaved, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were slightly swollen. Her eyes brimmed with shame and fury.
"You shameless, lecherous scoundrel!"
"Wuuu—!"
Before Ah Yin could say another word, Zhao Linchuan kissed her again.
Ah Yin pushed at his chest with both hands, but couldn't budge him. She pounded him twice, but it didn't hurt him. In the end, she could only let her hands fall helplessly and clutch his lapels.
After a long while, their lips parted.
"You—!"
"Wuuu—!"
After repeating this four or five times, Ah Yin finally quieted down.
She wrapped her arms around herself and huddled in Zhao Linchuan's embrace, curled into a tiny ball like a kitten drenched in the rain.
Two trails of clear tears slowly streamed from her eyes, slipping down her cheeks and falling onto Zhao Linchuan's chest. Her warm tears mingled with the warm spring water as she sobbed:
"Waaaah... I'm not pure anymore... How am I supposed to get married now...?"
"From now on, you'll be with me." Zhao Linchuan drew her closer. "Tomorrow, I'll take you back to the Blue Silver Ancestral Land and get you your fifth Soul Ring..."
Two days later.
A bright, sunny morning.
At the foot of Niulan Mountain, in Niuma Town.
One of the Jinyiwei's contact points.
Inside the Yuelai Inn,