Liu Fumao was utterly flabbergasted, his mouth slightly open from utter disbelief. What was even going on!?
"Quick!" Yuan Xuelan yelled, making wide arm motions for them to escape. Liu Sumeng spent roughly a quarter of a breath assessing the situation and debating the consequences.
Well, he already said his dues.
And he was already fulfilling his responsibilities, in his opinion.
And Yuan Xuelan was there, in front of him, youthful and pure and inspiring the wildest feelings to erupt from his heart. Where in his past time passion was entangled with malice and tragedy, in this life, there were joy and happiness. A blossoming of feelings that were too addictive to ignore. It made the Ivory Sword Saint surge to his feet, even hopping over the desk toward the window on the other side of the room.
