Su Ye stood there, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
While her mind was wandering, she suddenly saw a ball of purple ghost fire appear in Su Qing's hand, instantly burning the sheepskin scroll to a crisp.
Su Ye watched, wide-eyed, as the fire burned away every last trace.
"You... What's the meaning of this?"
Su Qing looked down, watching as the sheepskin scroll in his hand burned away until not even a speck of ash remained.
The corners of his crimson lips curled. His voice was slow and haunting.
"My benefactor said she would give me the Secret Luo formula. Why have I yet to see it?"
Su Ye's eyes widened slightly as she watched him blatantly lie to her face.
A smile played on his lips, the Lycoris radiata at the corner of his eye seeming to sway. Dressed in a noble and handsome Golden Silk Red Robe, he walked toward Su Ye, one step at a time.
He reached out, pulling her into his arms and hugging her tighter and tighter.
