Mu Yixue brought the whistle to her lips and began to play enchanting music. Just as she herself fell into the music, a figure in red approached from a distance, rushing toward her like a flaming blaze...
The man sat casually in front of the window, his red clothing slightly open, exposing his pale chest to the air. This man was breathtakingly beautiful, his alluring smile rested upon a perfectly exquisite face. His phoenix eyes seemed capable of captivating souls, every smile and frown filled with absolute seduction.
He was like a demon of incomparable elegance, capable of stealing one's heart and soul with ease.
But that alluring smile hid his coldness and ruthlessness...
With a swish, Feng Jingtian put the whistle away and swept his gaze over Mu Yixue, his phoenix eyes meeting her astounded stare. His brows furrowed slightly, and a flicker of disgust passed through his eyes.
"Speak, why have you sought me out? You have only this one chance," he said.
