A Wild Card

"Does he?"

Xiang Ling found herself asking and realized that her voice came out as a mere whisper while she was busy gazing into the deep eyes of Xin Cheng which seemed like a blood ocean with all the crimson in them. Despite such unusual color, his eyes looked so enchanting and beautiful.

"Mmhm." Dao Ming hummed a reply next to her ear before adding, "As the Demon Emperor, he hasn't met anyone who could control him. Everyone fears him and keeps their distance from him. Just his name alone can scare the life out of them, but you my Little Star, you handle him like no one else can. He might not show it, but you have long taken down the wall that he so painstakingly built around himself. All that is now left is his stubbornness to accept that he has fallen for you."