Seeing E Shulan in such a daze, Ling Chuxi understood that E Shulan did not know of Mu Liufeng's true identity. Or more accurately—besides herself, no one else knew the truth about Mu Liufeng.
Seeing the smiling Mu Liufeng before her, E Shulan felt that her heart was beating very fast. She had never met a man like this before. She had seen quite a few handsome men, but she had never met one who made her unable to look away.
Ling Chuxi retracted her gaze which was focused on E Shulan and sighed gently. E Shulan was really too unfortunate. How could she actually fancy this pervert? Mu Liufeng and E Shulan were essentially forces on two opposing sides. Even if they weren't, liking a person like Mu Liufeng was still a tragedy. Recalling how Mu Liufeng had breezily killed his own two subordinates and how he looked when he yelped because he was almost stained by the blood he spilt, Ling Chuxi could still feel the lingering fear she felt back then.
