"I..." Lin Yuting wiped her eyes, her tears flowing freely.
"Enough, get out," Guo Yi said without annoyance.
"Then you..." Lin Yuting shivered.
"If you don't leave now, I'll kill you!" Guo Yi shouted angrily.
Lin Yuting, terrified, quickly dressed and trembling, fled from the room. She had long heard that Martial Daoists were unpredictable. Today, she saw it was indeed true. One moment capricious, initially threatening to take her dignity, and then driving her away.
Watching Lin Yuting depart, Guo Yi also sighed with relief.
Women!
A disaster brought by beauty.
In Guo Yi's heart, except for Mu Zhiruo, he only cared for Tang Ru and Chen Anqi. Other women were no more than pink skeletons in his eyes. Even if he felt a rare stirring, it was just a man's instinct.