Samui grew anxious when she heard that. "Of course I wasn't saying it lightly. I won't go back on my word!"
As if to steady herself, she took a deep breath and walked toward Uchiha Yin. "Lord Yin, did you need something?"
She spoke with the look of someone marching to her death, and Uchiha Yin burst out laughing.
"What's with that expression? What are you imagining?"
Chapter 717: Officially Reporting In
Uchiha Yin laughed so hard he curled up, exposing every line of his already well-defined muscles.
He seemed completely unaware of it. Laughing so freely, he had an allure that was impossible to ignore.
But however attractive he was, Samui couldn't forget what he had just said. Her face had turned so red it looked ready to bleed.
She stammered for a long while before finally asking, "Then what did you want to say?"
It was a question, but Samui practically shouted it. She was clearly mortified.
Uchiha Yin could tell that if he kept laughing, Samui might flee through the door. With considerable effort, he forced himself to stop.
A faint smile still on his lips, he said, "I didn't call you over for anything strange. I just wanted you to hand me those clothes over there!"
Samui followed the direction of his finger and saw a neatly folded stack of clothes.
Shame washed over her. Rumor had it that Uchiha Yin was surrounded by countless women and wasn't picky about them. She knew she was fairly attractive, so she had assumed he'd called her over to take liberties with her.
But it had all been in her head. The real Uchiha Yin was far more decent than the rumors made him out to be.
Blushing, Samui walked over, picked up the clothes, and set them beside