Accompanied by a teasing laugh, a slender white figure swept over like the wind, his feet untouched by dust. Within a breath, he had landed several yards in front of Bai Xiuxiu.
He was a young man of twenty-seven or twenty-eight, holding an iron-ribbed fan. With a swish, he opened it, hiding half his face.
"Hm?"
Seeing the person on Bai Xiuxiu's back, he gave a surprised exclamation. His smiling eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous gleam.
"Junior Sister Bai, who are you carrying? Come here and let your senior brother have a look!"
Having read Pei Lingshuang's memories, Hong Yuan recognized the young man at a glance.
Although Yin Wuyue was the master of the Rakshasa Sect, he did not hold uncontested power within it. The grand elder's faction stood in opposition to him.
This young man was Yin Shubai, the only son of Grand Elder Yin Beiting, known as the "Life-Reaping Scholar."
On Bai Xiuxiu's back, ripples stirred in "Pei Lingshuang's" eyes, spreading outward in a ring. Bai Xiuxiu did not stop walking either. Her white skirt fluttered as she drifted toward Yin Shubai like floating catkins.
"All right!" Bai Xiuxiu answered. The long sleeve on her right arm swayed like a cloud, brushing toward Yin Shubai's face as softly as a breeze.
At the sight, Yin Shubai felt delight rather than anger.
He had lusted after Bai Xiuxiu for a long time, but her status as the sect master's disciple had kept him from using underhanded tricks. This time, however, he had not only caught her rescuing the traitor "Pei Lingshuang," but she had attacked first. Once he captured her, no matter what he did to her, that bitch Yin Wuyue would have nothing to say.
Although Bai Xiuxiu's abnormal behavior surprised him a little, his heart was