Even though she still could not take in spiritual influence—when the spiritual influence in the space flowed throughout her body, she could still feel her senses connect and all her tiredness go away.
He Xi was using her internal energy to dry the clothes beside the fountain when, suddenly, the reflection in the water shook. The water, originally reflecting her image, then showed a blurred figure of a person.
The person was currently silently hiding behind the beams of the Dong Xiang Room she was living in. As the surroundings were very dark, she could not see his facial features and could only confirm that he was a tall and huge man.
At the same time, every corner in the space was blinking with red lights which represented danger.
Someone was within a hundred-meter radius from her and was currently in her room!
This was the self-warning system in the space; as long as someone went close to her sleeping body, the space would have warnings. The fountain would reflect the image outside to prevent the sleeping outer body from coming into any harm.
He Xi focused her gaze as her consciousness rapidly left the space and returned to her body. Once He Xi came out of the space, her entire body was startled; the strong sense of danger almost caused her to leap up in fear.
In the silent darkness, she could not see anything in front of her; and her senses could not tell that someone else was in the house.
However, at this very moment, a pair of hands had swiftly caressed her tightly shut eyes and landed on her shirt's collar.
Yes, someone was standing beside her. The person's agile, five fingers were quietly undoing her shirt without hesitation.
He Xi hurriedly widened her eyes, and her cold gaze was filled with murderous intent. Her right leg was raised at the speed of lightning as she kicked the gutsy 'flower-picking thief' with all her might.
However, the expected sound of the thief's collar bone cracking from the kick did not occur. Instead, her right ankle was held by a metal-like, big hand.
That palm was very warm and dry and was so hot that it could scald someone. At that moment, the fingers caressed the back of He Xi's naked leg and sent chills and a numbing feeling down her spine.
There was a pang in He Xi's heart, and her entire person flew up from the bed. Her left leg kicked the person's lower body, and her hands were moving rapidly as though they were confused butterflies flying through the garden with blooming lotus flowers; her every move was filled with murderous intentions.
A low boom was heard, followed by the palm releasing her ankle. The person took a few steps back and let out a low laugh.
This was a man, a man with a sexy and low voice.
He Xi stood in the darkness barefooted, and her cold gaze was staring at the ball of darkness in front of her with all sorts of questions in her heart.
Even if the person was standing right in front of her and had laughed, she still could not feel his movements. If it was not for the space's warning, she might have been clueless to the man ripping her clothes apart.
Who exactly was this man, and what motive did he have for this intrusion late at night?
He Xi's brows knitted tightly together. Upon seeing the person opposite her staying still, she suddenly flicked her fingers towards the candle.
Chi! The candle beside the dressing table was lit up without a fire. The dim candlelight shone on the entire room and reflected on the person's appearance clearly.
He Xi was shocked, and there was a chilling surprise in her heart. How could there be such an evildoer in the world?
The man looked like he was around twenty-years-old, and he was wearing a black outfit with narrow sleeves. There was an embroidered cloud with silvery-purple thread at his sleeves. There was a wide, same-colored belt at his waist; which made his figure look long and handsome… as his entire self was exuding a natural elegant aura in the light.