The black hair, elegantly styled into a Suiyun bun, was adorned with a light pink eyeshadow over her peach-blossom-like eyes, resembling a delicate theatrical makeup.
The utterly beautiful Jade Mask wore a faint expression, sitting atop the Dragon Chair like a cold and aloof Goddess.
Yet the slit of her colorful skirt was drastically high, revealing two lengthy legs intertwined like white pythons.
Her toes, painted in purple Rouge, flexed in a gold-threaded shoe, swaying gently and stirring the audience's emotions with each movement.
Although she was clearly a woman of enchanting allure, akin to a deadly poison in human form.
Any man who saw her would inevitably feel his mouth dry and tongue parched, uncontrollably desiring to get closer to her.
But in Wang Yuan's eyes, she was merely a terrifying poison spider squatting on the web, quietly waiting for her prey, making one's skin crawl.
Hu—!