Changle's room.
Liu Muye's hand swept across the incense burner, and the flame within extinguished instantly.
Her every movement was like the drifting clouds in the heavens, carrying an ethereal grace untouched by the mortal world.
Si Snake considered himself well-versed in reading people, possessing eyes capable of seeing through anyone's façade. Yet, as Liu Muye stood before him without the slightest disguise, he found her an enigma, utterly inscrutable.
Liu Muye pushed open the lattice window, and a fragrance of birdsong and blossoms wafted in.
Si Snake had never felt such tranquility and harmony near anyone's presence before.
"Goddess, may I ask why you sought me out?"
He could clearly tell the Miaojiang Goddess deliberately dismissed the others, leaving only him behind.
Liu Muye asked him, "Are your parents well?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she sighed softly, "I misspoke. For you to be here, they must have met with hardship."
