Melo stared intently into Guo Yi's eyes.
The first reaction in one's eyes is the truest reflection of their inner feelings. She attempted to see a glint of astonishment or shock in Guo Yi's gaze, for only then could her heart find a smidgen of comfort.
If she couldn't defeat him in strength, then she would use a woman's charm to attract him.
However!
Melo could not spot any hint of emotion in Guo Yi's eyes. His pair of obsidian-like eyes were undisturbed, like an ancient well thousand years old, or a high monk who had attained enlightenment in Zen Buddhism. Melo was flabbergasted and couldn't believe it.
Melo had immense confidence in her own beauty—confidence multiplied a hundredfold.
