After a while, Chi Xingye spoke calmly, "Let me go!"
Under the light, Helian Chengyan's cold, sharp face became gradually clouded, the intimacy they had shared moments ago had completely vanished. The large luxurious bedroom seemed as if it had been shrouded in ice and snow, lifeless and silent.
"You think about leaving before settling your debt with me? Dream on!"
His words were ruthless.
"Wasn't that night... enough?!"
When was she ever this desperate!
Chi Xingye looked at him, her voice filled with repressed pain, "I've paid back what I owe! Tomorrow... I will leave the castle."
It wasn't a request, but a straightforward notice.
Helian Chengyan's body grew suddenly taut.
The chill in the room instantly grew stronger.
At this moment, both of them were sitting on the bed.
The man was wearing a dark grey sleeping robe, loosely tied, with short black hair, still damp from bathing, sticking to his temples, but it didn't hide his aura of a mighty ruler at all.
