"I want nothing." Di Xiuyu's eyes flashed as she retreated, regaining her usual expression.
Yao and Yasha didn't understand why Shenlian Yingyue's expressions kept changing. The dialogue between them had been through telepathy.
Shenlian Yingyue's gaze was filled with complexity and confusion. She refused to believe that Di Xiuyu was kind enough to save her from trouble.
She suddenly touched her neck where Di Xiuyu's lips had brushed against. A wave of realization washed over her. Another strange scent had appeared on her neck again. What was this? No matter what it was, she didn't hesitate to wipe it away, destroying it using her spiritual power.
"You're too smart and quick to notice my trick. Last time, the Celestial Wisteria powder failed to end you. Don't worry, this scent is my favorite. It means no harm to you." Di Xiuyu had always paid attention to her every movement and expression. She chuckled, amused by her vigilance.
