"What are you waiting for, Chief Grey? Quickly untie it and let us get this over with." Jasmine's sweet voice drifted from the front.
Grey froze.
"Why would I need to undress you down to the hexcore?" he asked, momentarily speechless.
He was a growing young man. If he were any less composed, he would have already misunderstood her intention and done something entirely different by now.
He was healthy, a true dragon through and through. Women who spoke in such easily misunderstood ways were dangerous to one's dao heart.
Not that he had ever possessed such a thing to begin with.
"Chief Grey, there is no need to go that far. We are not here for such intimate matters under the sun. Those are things reserved for somewhere far more private." Jasmine chuckled softly. "Just untie two threads and you will be able to see the hexcore more clearly."
"Tch." Grey clicked his tongue. This woman was far too good with her words.
And honestly, he liked confident women like her.
