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Su Yan stood with nothing on but a breast wrap and a pair of thin undergarments. Her back, pale as jade, was on full display — the rounded swell of her hips, her long, straight legs exposed to the open air. Vast expanses of snow-white skin were imprinted on Yang Kai's vision without the slightest filter.
Even in the dark of night, he could see every detail with perfect clarity.
The curve of her back was nothing short of exquisite. Her slender shoulders gave off an alluring sheen. Her willowy waist was delicate and graceful, which only made the not-too-large, not-too-small curve of her hips look that much more pronounced. That crystal-clear skin was enough to make anyone's blood boil, and the tight little undergarment tucked snugly against the cleft of her buttocks was enough to set the imagination on fire.
Because her skin was so fair, and because both her breast wrap and undergarments were white, at a glance she looked as though she were wearing nothing at all.
Perhaps she had heard the noise from behind. One arm came up to cover her chest as she half-turned toward the door, while her other hand clutched a clean white sleeping gown. It was obvious she had been in the middle of changing.
Their eyes met in midair. Yang Kai's expression was one of pure shock, and his gaze lingered on the pale, full curves she was trying to shield. A flicker of killing intent passed through Su Yan's beautiful eyes, and her delicate shoulders trembled ever so slightly.
Because she had seen two bloodshot eyeballs! Those eyes were like a starving wolf hunting in the snow, or a ravenous ghost of lust, roaming shamelessly over her pristine body. And it wasn't just the eyes — the man across from her was panting heavily, as though consumed by base desire.
*Crack, crack, crack...* Spreading outward from Su Yan in all directions, a layer of frost raced across the floor. Her crimson lips pressed tightly together, and her eyes went cold as winter.
Yang Kai finally realized he was in trouble. He spun around, pushed his speed to its absolute limit, and bolted.
He was fast — in barely three breaths he had already burst through the door and outside. But before he could get his bearings, a thunderous boom erupted from behind. The wall of the building exploded open, and a figure in white shot out from the wreckage, landing right in front of Yang Kai. Her expression was icy cold, tinged with a flush of humiliated fury.
Yang Kai took several cautious steps back and dropped into a defensive stance, his mind racing for something — anything — to say in his own defense. But after a second's thought, he realized there was nothing he could say that would make a difference. Words were useless now.
Any girl caught in this situation would not let it slide!
Su Yan was already dressed by now, staring at Yang Kai with frigid eyes. Though moments ago she had been furious enough to kill, she knew this probably hadn't been deliberate. He almost certainly hadn't expected her to return from the Black Wind Market and take the room across from his.
This was nothing more than an accident! But even if it was an accident, Su Yan was not about to let it go!
She was waiting for an explanation — one that could actually cool her rage.
The problem was that the man who had just seen her body completely naked couldn't even manage a single word. His eyes were still bloodshot, and a thick wave of fighting intent radiated from his body. Facing her, he showed not a shred of guilt or embarrassment.
Fine. I don't need your explanation anyway. I just want to beat the hell out of you!
A tiny ice flower materialized at the tip of Su Yan's finger, then with a flick, it went spinning toward Yang Kai.
As it flew, the ice flower swelled with the wind. By the time it reached Yang Kai, it had grown to the size of a washbasin — and it was moving fast.
Yang Kai didn't dare slack off for even an instant. True Yang Energy erupted from his body as he threw a punch straight into the ice flower.
His fist stung. The ice flower, imbued with cold-attribute energy, and his True Yang Energy were natural opposites. One punch was all it took, and the washbasin-sized ice flower shattered to pieces.
*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...* The fractured fragments transformed into countless ice spikes, raining down on Yang Kai in a furious barrage from every angle.