Guan Qinghan's eyes were filled with pain. She closed them in despair, her heart like dead ashes, her expression growing much colder, as though even her last thread of hope had been utterly severed.
The facts proved that the demon truly had no feelings for her. He had not even recognized her.
Most importantly, the demon had been so lustful from beginning to end. He probably only regarded her as a plaything to tease and toy with at will, then heartlessly discard once he grew bored.
Just as she was overcome with grief and intended to sever all ties with the demon from then on-
A thunderclap of a voice rang out beside her ear, like the thunder that awakened hibernating creatures.
It abruptly illuminated the entire night sky, making her eyes fly open as she stared incredulously at the handsome face before her.
She was still bewildered and dazed inside, momentarily unable to trust her own ears, even thinking she had just imagined it.
"Heavenly Demon Sect Saintess, hello!"
That gentle voice came again. Fang Yang repeated what he had just said, finally rousing Guan Qinghan.
Light shone in her frost-white pupils. Her once-dim eyes seemed to brighten considerably, brighter than they had ever been.
She simply stared blankly at Fang Yang, feeling as though her frozen heart was gradually thawing, spring water slowly flowing out from beneath the ice.
It carried traces of warmth, making her feel a surge of joy for reasons she could not explain.
That joy was like discovering a blossom amid a world of ice and snow, one blooming brilliantly. It was the joy of life, seeming to lend a slight curve even to her perpetually icy face.
"What, has the Holy Maiden forgotten me after just a few days apart? That truly breaks