The moon was bright and the stars sparse, the water gently flowed, and the clouds drifted far off.
Shadows fluctuated under the eaves like mountains, sketching out a sense of heaviness.
Tian Liuli and Lin Qingque stood at the junction of moonlight and night, watching the illusion in the sky slowly dissipate, their faces somewhat grim.
"It's actually fake."
The two exchanged glances, anger flaming in their eyes—they had been played by Liu Ruoxue.
"What do we do now?"
Lin Qingque's slightly pale face was etched with indescribable anger and urgency.
Just the thought of her senior brother in that woman's hands made her feel as if ten thousand ants were crawling in her heart.
Although she knew Tian Liuli had the United Heart Curse, which could sense that her senior brother's Primordial Yang had not been breached.
But... her senior brother being so handsome, surely that woman wouldn't use him for some facial cleanser or seafood noodles, right?
Lin Qingque was extremely anxious.