"You look quite unfamiliar, young fellow, but you certainly have some nerve. You even dare touch the Holy Son's woman?"
"It's all your fault for being so beautiful. At first sight, I lost my heart; at the second, I wanted to pledge my life to you. What does being ground to dust matter? Better to die beneath your silken skirts."
"How interesting. Since when did the Kunling Sect nurture such an interesting disciple? You truly delight me."
Hu Meier extended her slender, jade-white hand and traced Mu Bai's cheek with a fingertip, leaving a trail of coolness. Fragrant breath spilled from her lips, sending a shiver through him.
"Hehe, don't tell me you're a virgin? Hahaha..."
"Virgin or not, even if I had three lives, I couldn't resist this temptation."
"Three lives?"
Hu Meier's gaze shifted, and her thoughts began to stir.
"Wild geese fly, their feathers rustling solemnly. My lady, what a lovely figure you have!"
"Oh? Hahaha, hahaha..."
Hu Meier laughed like a peony swaying in the spring breeze, its flowering branches trembling gently. Her eyes shone, overflowing with light and color, as though she meant to see straight through the man before her, as though she would laugh herself to tears.
She naturally knew that Mu Bai could take on other people's forms, and everything was already as clear as a polished mirror in her heart. But that joy made her want to break down sobbing.
"Young Madam, where is your cave abode? Might you invite me in for a drink?"
"I'm afraid that even if I dared invite you, you wouldn't dare come."
Holding back the sorrow and joy in her heart, Hu Meier involuntarily clasped Mu Bai's hands in her own.
"Vast as the Kunling Sect is, wherever others can go, so can I!"
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