Hu Xiyan approached Qin Ruan, her seductive fox eyes trembling slightly, engulfed with fear.
Qin Ruan's delicate features emanated an indescribable aura, subtly exuding an intimidating charm.
Her temperament was understated, appearing low-key, yet it conveyed a sense of supreme dominance.
Hu Xiyan's legs gave way, forcing her to grit her teeth and kneel on one knee.
Kneeling on one knee in front of Qin Ruan, she stared at her cool, exquisitely beautiful face, her eyes filled with confusion.
Qin Ruan's beauty was different from the fox clan; it was the pure femininity and desirability that she naturally radiated.
The aura on Qin Ruan was more than enough to make her submit.
This was an irresistibly deep-seated fear that kept her firmly in its grip.
Hu Yixian saw this and gave a slight smile of satisfaction on his face.
