"I'm fine now,"
Sang Lingzhu, in a red nightgown, said, standing in front of Wu Gang.
"Old Sang..."
Wu Gang gazed at Sang Lingzhu, completely spellbound.
"Hmm..."
Sang Lingzhu smiled in response.
"You really... are so beautiful!"
Wu Gang watched Sang Lingzhu without blinking, wishing he could fix his eyes on her forever.
"Flatterer!"
Sang Lingzhu laughed, tossing the hair from her forehead to behind her ear. She then walked to the window, lit a cigarette, and laughed, "I'm already over thirty, and my beauty is not what it once was."
Sang Lingzhu was indeed very beautiful, always enchanting with an innate charm.
Although Sang Lingzhu was the Hall Master of Black Crow Hall, she was very delicate and charming in front of Wu Gang, which was in stark contrast to her identity as the Black Crow Hall Master.
"Even though you've gotten older, it doesn't hinder your beauty at all! Especially your skin and figure, just like someone in their twenties, simply wonderful!"
