"Um... Pei Yuhang, have you been well since we parted ways on Mei Mountain?"
Lin Qianyan gently brushed a strand of black hair from her ear, her fingertips trembling slightly. Her gaze was lowered, not daring to look directly at Pei Yuhang, and her voice was so soft it was as if she were afraid of startling something.
They were clearly here to decide who was number one under heaven, yet Lin Qianyan's voice was filled with a reserved, youthful shyness, as if she were meeting the man she secretly admired.
Hearing this, Pei Yuhang's body stiffened slightly. His fingers subconsciously touched his collar, under which were the haphazard love bites Shang Miaoyan had left.
Even now, Pei Yuhang could still feel the lingering scent of Shang Miaoyan's mockery and possessiveness from them.
'Had he been well?'
'Of course not... Day and night, he endured humiliation and violation at the hands of that Witch.'
