Li Yifei suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Li Yifei has never known defeat, and if you truly choose this path, then I can only tell you that the Holy War Organization might as well start looking for a new saintess sooner rather than later."
The smile in the saintess's eyes deepened as she said, "Very good, a demon of the heart like you is exactly what I favor. If I can vanquish this demon of the heart, I will certainly strengthen my sacred heart even more."
Li Yifei suddenly reached out and placed his hand under the saintess's veil, hooking his finger under her chin. The saintess made no move and allowed Li Yifei's finger to tilt her chin up, making her head lean back.
Li Yifei leaned forward, looking down at the saintess from above with eyes full of frivolous intent, and slowly spoke, "Since you're offering yourself up, I'd be discourteous to refuse."
