Cold Frost Young Master's face showed an expression of astonishment.
He was conceited, with no woman ever stirring feelings of admiration in him. Even Thorn Blood Rose, a young Supreme of outstanding beauty, at best elicited thoughts of keeping her as a private concubine, without the intention of making her his companion.
But that girl in simple clothing had plucked at his heartstrings, melting his icy heart, making it stir and beat!
He had to have this pure woman, clean as a lotus!
He certainly would!
He straightened his attire, and the perpetual frost mist that surrounded him exceptionally retracted into his body, revealing his handsome yet slightly morose face. With his hands clasped behind his back, he approached the girl in the simple dress.
"I am Cold Frost Young Master Ke En, might I have the honor of knowing the lady's name?" He blocked the path of the girl in plain clothes, displaying a confident smile on his face.