Faint starlight cast upon Li Zijun's face, and water droplets clung to the strands of hair on her forehead, trickling down to her collarbones.
Soaked by the water, the fabric clung to her, outlining her exquisite figure like a half-peeled fruit. Her jade-like arms were gently bent, her graceful poise fully displayed.
Her fair hands gently gathered her soaked long hair behind her head. The water drenched her gown, outlining her perfect figure, and she looked at Ji Nanjue with a hint of embarrassment.
Her partially removed clothes clung tightly to her body, becoming slightly translucent and revealing the color of her skin beneath. Her usually loose-fitting gown didn't hint at her figure, but now its true contours were visible.
Ji Nanjue watched her with evident surprise, then a playful smile touched the corners of her lips as she said, "Like master, like disciple, indeed... Even your lies are cut from the same cloth..."
