The beauty lying on the bed was none other than the daughter of the Master of the Human Institute, Tuoba Jiao!
"Sister Yao, you're finally back. I've been waiting for you for so long."
Sensing something, Tuoba Jiao slowly opened her eyes and sat up to look at Long Chen. In an instant, their eyes met. Long Chen's breath hitched, his nerves stretching taut.
"Who are you?!" Tuoba Jiao snapped to full alertness, grabbing the quilt to cover herself as she glared at him, her beautiful eyes wide with fury and alarm.
Long Chen's heart pounded wildly, and his scalp tingled. He had never expected to find himself in such a situation, but now that it had happened, there was no escaping it.
"I am the master of this room! To be precise, the master of this West Room!" Long Chen did his best to remain calm, staring back at her as he countered, "More importantly, why are you sleeping in my bed? Who are you?"
