Surging Favorability

The slender jade-like hand exuded a scorching heat that seemed to warm his wrist as well. Xiao Jihan's cold wrist was tightly held, and he watched as "Yan Shu" gradually lost her reason but still insisted that she didn't want to hurt him. His gaze darkened.

He remained silent for a moment before speaking hoarsely, "Do you... have any other way to cure the poison on you?"

"Yan Shu" didn't answer, only squirming restlessly.

At this moment, a woman's laughter suddenly sounded in the illusion, "Hehehe, the poison she's under is my specialized aphrodisiac. If she doesn't mate, she'll be tormented to death by desire within two hours."

A sword flashing with flowing light suddenly appeared in Xiao Jihan's hand, his face darkening as he spoke coldly, "Sneaking around like this, who are you!"