(This was added later.)
Atop the golden tree, the woman's figure was slender, her feet swung in mid-air as if a meticulously crafted artifact. With golden hair and golden wings, her supple skin was snugly wrapped in a thin golden gauze dress, accentuating her perfectly curved figure even more beautifully. One could even see faint glimpses of her undergarments.
The alluring picture she painted was just like newly brewed wine: intoxicating.
Without a doubt, this was an extremely beautiful woman, rare in the world, carrying a certain holy aura about her. In particular, the faint smile hanging from her lips was absolutely captivating.
Jiang Hui was obviously immune, however, the Red-Haired Monster next to him was somewhat affected. His already red face became more conspicuous, as if he had downed a few shots of alcohol and his steps had become wobbly.
Jiang Hui shook him awake with a slap. Then, with a piercing gaze, he looked at the woman on the golden tree.
