Even though the beauty of the lotus cannot compare to that of the rose, nor is it as noble as the peony, but, it is the most sacred of them all.
Just like Yun Qingwu at this moment.
Even though she was only wearing a plain dress, she had an air that inspired reverence.
Furthermore, Yun Qingwu's speed was very fast, at least faster than the movement of Fang Zhengzhi's right hand, and, no matter whether one discussed about the timing of the dodge, or the movement of the dodge, she seemed to have mastered them well.
Evidently…
She had planned it well long ago, furthermore, she seemed to have even practised it specially for this occasion.
The posture of her body turning was beautiful, combined with the floating of her snow-white dress, it was enchanting.
But, very unfortunately, the second she turned her body, a hand appeared in front of her eyes. That was a hand that seemed to have been waiting in front of her face all along.
A hand?!
