"Like what you see?" Jun Wu Xie asked suddenly, her voice exceptionally chillingly cold and it echoed within the underground chamber, sounding rather unreal.
Ke Cang Ju's face parted in a smile, his eyes almost fanatic, and he did not hear what Jun Wu Xie said at all. He stared at the reflection, unable to tear his eyes away from the image, and lifted a shivering hand to gently wipe away the streaks of blood on that flawless face.
Beauty like this, cannot be allowed to be marred in any way.
He wiped off the blood gently, little by little, all the time marveling at his own exceptional good looks.
Suddenly, the reflection on the water's surface showed a split on the handsome face. The paper thin skin cracked, and blood poured out from the split on that face!
