Purple Death's fingers trembled around his neck.
Confusion flickered across her cold face, quickly replaced by burning irritation and humiliation.
'Why is he looking at me like that...?'
But then a soft, melodic gasp escaped her lips as she felt that thick, intrusive hardness still buried deep inside her, pressing firmly against the entrance of her womb.
The realization hit her like a slap.
She had woken up… and she was naked.
And this shameless man was still inside her, having taken her primordial yin while she was unconscious and helpless.
Purple Death gritted her teeth, rage flashing in her vertical slit pupils.
Her grip around Li Feng's neck tightened fiercely, nails digging into his skin.
And yet... she didn't realize the soft flush that had appeared on her cheeks and spread down her neck.
"I didn't expect an Envoy from the Azure Moon Sect to be such a despicable man..." she hissed coldly, her voice trembling with barely contained fury.
