The long night was silent, and the bright firelight danced upon the cheeks of beautiful women, illuminating their already radiant and exquisite faces with a warm and rosy glow.
Finally, someone's lips parted slightly to speak in a cold voice, "You seem to know quite a lot about Senior Brother's affairs."
Hearing the probing and threatening tone in the young girl's speech, Jing Lixue smiled gently, her expression as harmless as that of an innocent animal, "Miss Lin, rest assured, I wish for Brother Xu Yuan's well-being more than anyone else does."
"That's no excuse for your schemes."
The flickering firelight gently traced the pure and stunning outline of the young girl, casting light upon a pair of bright eyes as if they could slice through water.
"Making him the Divine Emperor may not necessarily be for his own good."
"At least for now, it's a good thing for him, isn't it?"