The dozens of gauze curtains falling also obscured his vision somewhat, but the mage already knew that his target was gone from the room.
On the bed, the woman clutched the quilt around herself and stared out in panic. Wang Shicai's eyes were wide as well.
"M-Mage, have you already gotten rid of her?"
Wang Shicai spoke cautiously, yet felt a certain sense of loss. Even that fleeting glimpse had been enough to show him that the White-Clad Woman was the most stunning beauty he had ever seen.
The mage withdrew his sword and slipped it back behind him, his expression somewhat grave.
"She got away! That demon spawn's cultivation is deeper than I expected. What a swift escape technique-she's slippery as an eel."
Though he said this aloud, the mage kept turning the scene over in his mind. The demon spawn's physical form was truly unusual. It had not broken down immediately, and had even seemed unlike an illusory transformation.
As he spoke, the mage glanced at Wang Shicai by the table and gave a cold snort.
"Get dressed. We're leaving!"
Wang Shicai dared not object. He hastily threw on his clothes and followed the mage out, leaving the many girls who had rushed over, along with the madam of the Spring Water Tower, at a loss.
"Young Master Wang, what are you doing? You've even kicked the door apart..."
"It's all right. The Wang Household will pay for it!"
Wang Shicai walked while putting on his clothes, making promises to the madam as he went. The mage wore a dark expression throughout. Only when they were about to leave the Spring Water Tower did two servants rush out upstairs, hauling up their trousers.
"Young master, wait for us-" "Wait for me!"
Outside Pingzhou City, a wisp of