Zhao Xiao Yu gazed into Yan Xu's eyes with a sort of deep affection but at the same time a coldness, and said: "I know, you are heartless"
Yan Xu laughed, if a smile can be used as a weapon, his smile would be the most deadly weapon that beckons death no matter what. He said, 'I need to reacquaint myself with you, Lady Zhao Xiao Yu. You are one of the most unique ladies I have ever met.
Zhao Xiao Yu remained silent for what seemed an eternity, her gaze fastened on Yan Xu who was standing before her, unmoving.
Yan Xu did not feel awkward and continued: 'Do you not want to find out which lady is more special in my eyes?'
Zhao Xiao Yu appeared indifferent towards Yan Xu's words and the snow fluttered around her giving her an aura of divinity. Even the Nine Lotus Lord would be shamed in Zhao Xiao Yu's divine presence.