Swish, swish...
Although Baili Yuyao's skiing experience was far superior to Shen An's, her cultivation was not as profound as his.
Moreover, they were competing not on skills, but purely on speed.
Shen An could easily win against her.
However, Shen An still employed the tactic of "to catch, first let go", allowing Baili Yuyao to lead all the way until the final point where he exerted himself, overtaking her by a slight advantage.
Baili Yuyao's expression changed.
Only then did she realize the linguistic trap Shen An had set at the start of the race, and upon looking around, found herself alone.
If Shen An truly intended to do something to her, she might indeed not be able to resist. She blamed herself for being preoccupied with the image of that damn man, especially the sight of him holding the hand of a woman prettier than herself, the deep affection in his eyes seemed to not dissipate. For some reason, it made her feel inexplicably sour.
