"She's full of fire." The man with the silver mask on finally spoke or more like commented on Jiang Ying Yue with a small twitch playing on his lips.
On the other hand, Ying Yue was not at all appreciative of the comment. She turned her face towards the man in white robes to glare at him and show him exactly how much fire was hidden inside her but was stopped by the man who was holding her in his arms.
Realizing that she was still trapped in the embrace of the blue-robed pervert, she started to pull herself out, only for his arms to tighten around her.
"Let me go!" She shouted after not being able to pull away even after struggling for a few minutes. Her rage was soaring to the sky but she could not deny that her body was more than happy to stay exactly where it was at the moment.
