"Hoh~"
Yang Jie propped herself up, panting a little. Her moist eyes held a trace of bewilderment and confusion, and her whole body felt languid and drained of strength.
Even now, she felt as though she had experienced an illusion.
How could things have moved so quickly?
Was she such a loose woman?
What happened?
How had a stroll turned into a tumble into bed?
Why hadn't she felt any resistance or aversion?
Even now, her mind was blank. Whenever she closed her eyes, the earlier scenes flashed through her mind, as though all other memories and emotions had been driven out. She could muster no interest in anything.
Even when it had pressed against her throat earlier, she hadn't felt disgusted. Instead-
Recalling some of the things she had done and the movements she had made, Yang Jie pressed her temples, trying to quickly settle her nearly scattered divine soul back into place.
"Phew... Just who are you-"
Looking at Lin Hao beside her, dressed in a loose silk robe and browsing with interest through a few Secret Technique Jade Slips he had casually purchased that day, Yang Jie questioned him with some gravity.
But in her current state, even her voice had a clinging sweetness to it, leaving her words without any force as a challenge.
Lin Hao turned over the Jade Slip he had scanned and looked toward her. "You're rather heartless, proprietress. We were clearly getting along very pleasantly earlier."
Earlier, while Yang Jie had been somewhat delirious, going "Hoh~ hoh~," Lin Hao had already learned the identity of this fairly powerful female shopkeeper.
She was one of the Yang Family's representatives among the several Aristocratic Families behind the Treasure Gathering Pavilion. Though not a Royal Clan, hers was a top-tier family possessing Heirloom Divine Weapons,