The Person I Wanted to See

Qifei He lowered his head to look at the lower part of her body and remarked, "Your skirt is dirty."

With a gentle flick of a finger, a white light flashed.

A piece of white gauze, about the size of a willow leaf, drifted down.

Gu Qingluan looked at the white gauze that was tainted with a fresh red mark as it descended in a spiral. She was left speechless and overcome with emotion.

He had called her over just to mention this?

If he had something to say, he could have simply expressed it. Why resort to cutting a hole in her skirt?

At this point, Gu Qingluan felt that this sole Saint of the Chengyuan Royal Family didn't possess any profound wisdom; he was just a bit peculiar.

Seeing that the other party didn't prevent her from seeking revenge, she decided not to dwell on the issue of her ruined skirt.