Mo Yaoyao possessed the elegance of an immortal and the sexiness of a fox demon - exquisite nose, red and soft lips, towering and supple breasts.

Anyone else would be won over by her instantly.

“I’ve been curious about something, why did you show up in Jin?” Feiyun asked.

“Everyone has a secret or two. For example, don’t you have many secrets? You would have told me if I need to know them, if I don’t, you wouldn’t tell me even if I ask.” She said.

“You’re right, Miss Mo, I was presumptuous.” He nodded and smiled.

“It’s fine, I can actually tell you but wait a few more days.” She slowly raised the teacup for a sip. Her...