Since Tang Si was driving the carriage, Lu Yin wasn’t able to talk to Ming Yan. However, there was a very strange atmosphere between the two. Despite how noisy it was in the street, the only thing that Lu Yin could hear was Ming Yan’s steady heartbeat, and the only thing that he could smell was her delicate fragrance. It was a very wonderful feeling of closeness that left him feeling intoxicated.

“Your heart’s racing. Did you get poisoned?” the monkey suddenly asked, startling Lu Yin and forcing him back to the real world.

“No, you weren’t. That’s strange, what’s wrong with your heart? Everything else in your body is working normally. That’s really odd...”

Lu Yin didn’t have the time to explain what he was feeling to a monkey. However, what the Ghost Monkey had said did sober him up quite a bit; he couldn’t allow himself to get drunk over this infatuation. Ming Yan was the daughter of the Reverent King, who was a leader of the Shenwu Continent, while Lu Yin was a mere trialtaker. The difference between their statuses was just too stark, and the blood-feud between the sides that they belonged to had existed for an entire millennia; it was not something that could be easily resolved. The two of them were like two trees on opposite sides of a road; they might be able to see each other, but they would never be able to touch each other. His emotions were like the moon’s reflection in a...