She applied light makeup, her long hair half tied up and half down, her bangs carefully combed, and her perfectly straight nose gleaming with a hint of shine.
Even though they had chatted quite naturally on regular days, now, they both seemed to find it hard to initiate a conversation.
The two instances of physical contact they had before seemed to have become part of their amnesiac play.
Lingtong: "We should go..."
"Do you want to become stronger?"
Wang Jixuan brought up the topic he had been preparing for a while.
A Battle Girl might refuse to become more beautiful, but she couldn't refuse to become more powerful!
—That's how Master Wang understood it.
Lingtong cocked her head and asked, "Why are you asking all of a sudden?"
"Just curious," Wang Jixuan shrugged, "As you know, I have inherited a certain civilization and, in fact, I hold some keys, but I can't bring them out yet."