Under the strange gazes of the many guards, Hong Yu fled the Beichen Mansion at the fastest speed he had ever mustered in his life.
It was just too embarrassing!
Even now, his mind was filled with the image of Beichen Tianshuang's soft and vulnerable eyes, her shy face, and her beautiful figure.
These images were like maggots clinging to bone, impossible to shake off.
He glanced at his palm, where the faint fragrance of the young woman seemed to linger. Hong Yu shook his head with a wry smile and sighed. "Hong Yu, oh, Hong Yu... Even facing a Primordial Core Realm expert didn't leave you this flustered. How could you fall apart like this in front of a woman?"
Frustrated, he tapped his head.
Gazing at the bustling street, Hong Yu contemplated his next move.
'There's absolutely no way I can go back to the Beichen Family anytime soon!'
'Setting aside whatever Beichen Tianshuang's attitude might be, my own conscience is already killing me!'
