"My life belongs to you in life, and my soul belongs to you in death. So long as you desire it, my life is yours to take at any moment."
The black-robed man cradled the woman's flawless jade foot in his hands, his face feverish with devotion, as though he were admiring a supreme work of art.
"Good. You truly are my fine servant."
After saying that with a smile, the woman raised her foot and stomped on the black-robed man's face, brutally grinding his head into the ground.
Yet despite such violent treatment, not a trace of anger appeared on the black-robed man's face. Instead, he kept sticking out his tongue, licking the jade foot pressed against his face.
Seeing this, the other black-robed figures crawled forward one after another, scrambling to submit beneath the woman's feet.
Like dogs, they circled around her, wagging their tails and begging for favor.
"Very good, very good. Just as expected of my obedient little dogs. This is exactly how I like you. Come, let's have some fun."
The woman was exceedingly pleased by the sight. She gently stretched out her hand, and a river of pink petals swept forth, enveloping the entire canyon.
Indescribable sounds drifted out from within the petals.
The commotion lasted for an entire day.
A day later, the pink petals vanished. The woman from before had already put on her black robe, its loose folds perfectly concealing her flawless figure.
At that moment, she raised her head toward the golden ranking in the sky, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
There, at the very top of the golden ranking, were three conspicuous words: Mei Jiaojiao.
First Place—Mei Jiaojiao. Points: Fifteen.
"First place already. What a challenge without a shred of suspense."
Mei Jiaojiao murmured as she