"You're so beautiful, how could I be willing to disappoint you?"
"I can't wait to love you properly."
Wang Ye smiled as he took the Xuanyu from Pei Junhong's hand.
Upon hearing this, Pei Junhong blushed.
Her face was full of shy pride.
"Hmm, that's more like it. I'll head back to Tianyong Mountain first, wait for you to return and decide my fate."
At this moment, Pei Junhong's expression was utterly cheerful.
The hatred she had for Wang Ye vanished in an instant.
She stepped on the petals and left, disappearing from the stage in an instant.
Her graceful demeanor and charming smile lingered on the stage.
Along with the faint floral scent emanating from her.
With her departure, everyone suddenly felt an emptiness in their hearts.
Their minds blank.
Their faces turned much paler.
"Is this the destructive power of a peerless beauty?"
"I've suffered internal injuries; it'll take hundreds of years to recover."
