"Who's there?"
A startled cry came from inside the tent.
Ling Luocheng was a Soul Emperor, so her powers of perception were far from weak.
Besides, Huo Yuhao had made no effort to conceal his movements, so she quickly noticed something amiss at the entrance and immediately called out.
But Huo Yuhao promptly walked inside.
At the sight of him, Ling Luochеn instantly activated her martial soul, then sent an ice attack flying toward him.
Huo Yuhao dodged it easily.
Then he swiftly closed the distance and wrapped an arm around Ling Luochеn's slender waist.
By then, Ling Luochеn had gotten a clear look at him. It was none other than the masked Six-Winged Angel.
"You? Why aren't you sleeping at this hour? What are you doing in my room?"
As Ling Luochеn struggled, a wicked smile spread across Huo Yuhao's face. Then he removed his mask, revealing his true appearance. Ling Luochеn was utterly stunned. She stopped resisting and simply let him hold her.
"Huo Yuhao? Why are you here? Why are you disguised as Qian Renhan? What did you do to him?"
Ling Luochеn barely knew Qian Renhan. All she knew was that this masked junior possessed a god-level martial soul and was highly valued by the academy.
If Huo Yuhao had done anything to him, he probably would not make it out of here. After all, Xuan Zi, a Level 98 Super Douluo, was leading their group this time.
Huo Yuhao knew she was worried about him, and warmth immediately filled his heart.
"Don't worry. He's sleeping soundly in his room. I just missed you so much that I came to see you."
Huo Yuhao's words made the breathtakingly beautiful Ling Luochеn tremble.
No woman could withstand such a tender assault from a man.
Huo Yuhao's words