His gaze followed the direction of the sound, his thoughts fixated on the presumptuous cat; everything else around him scarcely garnered his attention.
The person who appeared was none other than Yan Ruyu, still as captivating as that night, with her devilish figure and exquisite beauty. The phrases 'shaming the moon and making flowers blush,' 'causing fish to sink and birds to fall' were embodied to perfection in Yan Ruyu.
Just one look at her was enough to leave people fascinated, but what was most critical was Yan Ruyu's unique aura—a true high-powered woman. On her cold face, there lay a pride that was distinctly her own.
Perhaps it was such a woman who could inspire a sense of conquest in others. Of course, this feeling might also be mixed with other emotions from Yi Xiaofei, especially since she was his first woman, the first to have such intimate contact with his body.
