The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Chen Yi's fingertips paused instantly, his face suddenly stiffened.
The night was dim, the lights were blazing, the incense was intoxicating. It was the perfect time for a dragon and two phoenixes, a symbol of prosperity and dual harmony. One had eyes like a phoenix, and Chen Yi was just thinking how this perfectly mirrored the idiom "turning things upside down," when he was interrupted.
The female knight had already been pushed onto the bed; Yin Weiyin stood by the bed, suddenly asking a question that startled even the thick-skinned and worldly Chen Yi enough to shiver.
Fortunately, Hou Kang Sword did not lose composure, and did not fall into a disadvantageous position because of it.
Min Ning stared straight at him, his eyes shining bright. After a moment's reflection, he reached out and gently grasped the hilt of his sword.
