Yuan Xiu didn't know what the little fox benefactor wanted to do and closed his eyes.
Then, he felt his arms were suddenly empty. His fingers curled slightly, as if they were a bit unaccustomed.
"Alright, Yuan Xiu, you can open your eyes now."
He opened his eyes, and still before him was the dim pavilion. But where was the little fox benefactor?
"I'm over here." A soft voice came from behind him.
Something stirred in Yuan Xiu's heart, sensing something was amiss. He turned around, and his eyes widened abruptly.
Amidst the night breeze and the backdrop of a pond full of lotus flowers, stood a beauty, holding a lantern and smiling.
The night wind lifted her flimsy attire, as if, in the next moment, she would drift away with the wind.
At this moment, the beauty was smiling brightly at him: "Handsome young gentleman, I hold a lantern in my hand. Would you care to admire it with me?"
In her hand, there was indeed a lantern, though he didn't know when she had taken it.
