Xuenyi was the epitome of sexual appeal. She sat upon an obsidian throne. Her appearance was nothing short of striking. Jet-black hair cascades over her waist; she has a pale, porcelain complexion.
Her face was so beautiful it seemed sculpted by a god...High cheekbones, a sharp jawline, and soft crimson lips.
Her eyes were steady, yet there was an unmistakable arrogance in them.
"Very well," he took a step forward. "State your challenge."
"Heh~" Xuenyi smiled and slowly got up from her throne. The mere movement of her standing up was straight up diabolical!
Looking towards him, she stretched her hand and pointed five fingers at him.
"If you could withstand ten of my moves, you could be an acquaintance. If you withstand twenty of my moves I, myself will call you my friend. And if you can withstand fifty of my moves. Who knows, I might even share some stories while having a drink with you"
