The Beauty Clan Leader's captivating eyes widened slightly, her long lashes trembling gently, yet they couldn't hide the grief and humiliation deep within. The luxurious robe she wore did not add a touch of nobility; instead, it seemed like an ironically heavy shackle wrapped around her, highlighting at this moment her...
Helplessness?
Yes.
Though she was a Clan Leader, her knowledge mostly came from books within the clan, and she had never experienced such things.
Thus, she could not face it.
Sleek black hair swayed softly in the wind, each strand seemingly telling an indescribable tale of sorrow and humiliation.
Such a peerless beauty, appearing now like a painting steeped in sadness, evoking an involuntary sense of pity from all who beheld it.
In response to the Beauty Clan Leader's stern rebuke, Qin Yu pretended not to hear, continuing to step closer to her.
"I told you, do not come any closer!"
The Beauty Clan Leader's voice carried a subtle hint of panic.
