After the sun had set, Lu Bu'er did nothing, even when faced with the Bad Woman's irresistible seduction, he was utterly devoid of any amorous thoughts. He sat by the sea for roughly half an hour, then began to wander among the ancient relics around him, attempting to find some clues.
The Bad Woman was slightly resentful of his indifference to romance, hands clasped behind her back, she moved to stand before him. Her deep red hair danced in the sea breeze, and she said with a cheerful smile, "Stop looking, this island sank tens of thousands of years ago, and it's been five hundred years since it resurfaced. Any trace has vanished. This place is a grave, a grave prepared for me."
She hopped around like a little fox, trying to catch her master's attention, "Instead of looking here and there, why not look at me more? Am I not pretty? Or is it because I'm not wearing makeup? I've brought cosmetics, should I go put some on?"
