Faint starlight dimly shone on Li Zijun's face. Water droplets clung to the strands of hair at her forehead, each drop sliding down to her collarbones.
Her wet clothes clung to her body, making her exquisite figure appear almost nude, her jade arms gently bent, her captivating beauty fully revealed.
Her bare hands gently gathered her water-soaked hair behind her head. The water had soaked her dress, outlining her perfect figure, and she looked at Ji Nanjue with some embarrassment.
Her clothes, not yet fully removed, clung entirely to her delicate body, faintly translucent, revealing the color of her skin beneath. Her usual loose-fitting dress concealed much, but now her true figure was revealed.
Ji Nanjue looked at her with obvious surprise, then a playful smile touched her lips as she said,
"As expected of master and disciple, cut from the same cloth... even down to your lying."
