The darkness didn't obscure the man's vision; he strode in with long steps.
As he stepped closer to Long Qiansui, it was as if a mass of darkness approached her, like a mountainous shadow and chill climbing up from her toes, making her shudder uncontrollably.
The closer he got, the darker Long Linye's emotions became.
When he saw Long Qiansui in her full women's attire at the banquet, his usually rational mind exploded, and not only did his brain explode, but even his heart.
He immediately recognized Long Qiansui; how could he not recognize her?
This child was raised by him single-handedly; no matter what form she took, Long Linye could recognize her.
And yet, she had transformed into the appearance of a woman.
In the dim light, the man's narrow, phoenix-like eyes carried a hint of mockery.
As if silently ridiculing Long Qiansui.
"Sixth Uncle." She called him timidly, like when she first met Long Linye as a child, like a little kitten afraid of strangers.
