Yun Shangyuan's voice gently arose beside her ear.
It was magnetic, ambiguous, and filled with allure...
Feng Yueya suddenly snapped back to reality, her mind instantly clearing.
"I won't look anymore!" she yelled in embarrassment and annoyance, swatting the book from Yun Shangyuan's hands to the ground.
Turning around, she pushed Yun Shangyuan aside, and without looking back, flew out of the cabin on her sword, alighting on the flat riverside.
"Feng Yueya, you are truly disgraceful!"
Reprimanding herself silently, Feng Yueya walked to the lake's edge, put down her sword, and scooped up the icy lake water to splash on her face.
Her face was burning hot, and it took several splashes before the temperature started to drop slightly.
"Damn Yun Shangyuan, he did it on purpose!" Feng Yueya cursed quietly, reaching for the water again.
Unexpectantly, a man's reflection appeared on the lake surface.