Musheng chuckled lightly, neither admitting nor denying, but that smile carried a trace that invited deep contemplation.
After her agitation, Huang Xue, faced with Musheng's smile, felt an overwhelming wave of fear surge over her, like a flood. Her heartbeat quickened, and an extreme terror bleached her face white: "No... That's impossible!"
How could anything so outrageous exist in this world!
It was as if she was comforting herself, as well as trying to convince herself.
Despite her internal denials, that subconscious, familiar fear still prevented her from calming down. She wanted to scream but found herself terribly hoarse at the moment, her gaze towards Musheng filled with fear. She trembled, her lips moving, but unable to utter a word. It was hard to imagine Huang Xue, always so proud before others, could look like this.
She shook her head while simultaneously stepping backward, as if she were about to lose control and run away.
