"Enter," Shen Yu commanded smoothly, his voice instantly shifting back into the raspy, deep cadence of the elderly alchemist Mo Liu.
The heavy wooden door slid open with a soft murmur, and Shuying stepped into the chamber.
Shen Yu's green eyes flared with instant, dark amusement as he took in her appearance.
She had discarded her proper, heavy robes entirely.
In their place, she wore a breathtakingly scandalous, ultra-thin robe of glossy black silk.
The fabric was aggressively slitted down both sides, opening all the way up to her narrow waist.
With every step she took, the plunging cuts fully exposed her exceptionally thick, creamy thighs and the sweeping length of her long, elegant legs.
Underneath the sheer material, her body was completely bare, the dark shadows of her curves perfectly visible under the dim pavilion lanterns.
Rising fluidly from his meditation mat, Shen Yu let his gaze slowly track down the revealing slits of her robe.
