This was the first time Zheng Xiu had truly taken a good look at Yue Linglong's face, and for a moment, he couldn't help but be amazed. Her skin was fairer than snow, her features so exquisitely carved that it was impossible to find a flaw. Her thin lips were slightly pale, stirring an involuntary desire to protect her. Under the lamplight, her skin was so translucent he could faintly see the network of veins beneath.
"Yue Linglong?"
Zheng Xiu reached out and pinched her chin.
In that instant, before Yue Linglong could answer…
A line of tiny, gnat-like text appeared before Zheng Xiu.
[You have discovered a Post Station. You can reach "Post Station · Corpse Sewer · Bingwu · Yue Linglong".]
[Post Station: Yue Linglong, resists your entry.]
Zheng Xiu's fingers, still pinching Yue Linglong's chin, suddenly tightened.
A sharp pain shot through her. Yue Linglong's pupils contracted, but she stubbornly bit her lower lip, drawing a trickle of red blood, and remained motionless.
