"Eighth Prince, you sure know how to pick a place. Dying here wouldn't be in vain," said the leader of the men in black, his voice a bit hoarse but still sharply heartless.
"Indeed, the scenery here is beautiful, with mountains and clear waters — a truly fine place." Mo Liancheng surveyed the surroundings leisurely, his eyes alighting on Qu Tan'er, only to meet the white of her eyes as she rolled them at him. He couldn't help but smile, his lips quirking upwards. With that smile, so radiant it seemed to overshadow the sun and sky, it was as if nothing in the world could compare to its enchanting beauty!
Qu Tan'er's heart started pounding again, violently.
Such a demon... Even facing death, he has to flaunt his charm!