Ouyang Qian chuckled. "Young Sir… I'm just here to have a chat with you."
"Oh? What do you want to chat then?" Ye Qingtang pretended to be ignorant and asked.
"Of course, it's about the illusion stone…"
Ouyang Qian sat in front of Ye Qingtang slowly. Her lips were tilted slightly. She hugged Ye Qingtang with her hands and murmured beside her ear. "Young Sir… I remember that you said that you want my body to exchange for that… illusion stone…"
"That's right." Ye Qingtang smiled.
"Then… what are you waiting for…" Ouyang Qian placed her hands at Ye Qingtang's back. Her voice was seducing, and it seemed that she was willing to do anything.
"Lady Qian… Are you sure about that?" Ye Qingtang asked meaningfully.
"Of course." Ouyang Qian smiled, but her eyes were cold. She had intended to kill Ye Qingtang.
