Qian Renxue lifted her face.
"Then together."
"Huo Wu will tear the tent open."
"The Angel Domain can stop her."
Pale fingers untied the sash at her waist.
The white-and-gold skirt loosened gently.
Snow-white shoulders emerged in the lamplight.
Qian Renxue leaned into his arms.
"A year in Slaughter City, and not once could I rest properly."
"Make up for it tonight."
Chen Jin lifted her into his arms.
Her long legs left the carpet.
A pair of delicate feet swung lightly beneath the red hem.
Golden hair spilled down along his arm.
"Weren't you going to bathe?"
"I'll bathe tomorrow morning."
Qian Renxue wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Don't let Huo Wu in tonight."
"You already sliced the tent open."
"Only I know about that slit at the back."
Chen Jin walked toward the bed.
"What if she finds out tomorrow morning?"
Qian Renxue leaned close to his ear.
"That's tomorrow morning's business."
The bed curtains slowly fell.
The Platinum Dress lay draped over the bedside.
Slender, pale feet withdrew behind the curtains.
Golden soul power covered the entire tent.
The light soon went out.
That night.
Qian Renxue did not return to her own quarters.
The next day.
The wilderness camp.
Morning light fell across the lake, and the footsteps of patrolling Spirit Hall knights could already be heard outside the tent.
Huo Wu stood before the central tent.
Her scarlet dress hugged her waist, and the Phoenix Hairpin once again held up her long hair.
Her slender hand lifted the entrance flap.
The golden barrier inside the tent dissipated with it.
Qian Renxue sat on the edge of the bed, already neatly dressed in the Platinum Dress.
Her long golden hair spilled down her back, with a few strands still resting over Chen Jin's shoulder.
Huo