"Bold? This is a strategic move, Miss Yu." Lin Mo grinned in response.
The stage's divine-grade formation thrummed, absorbing the impact of the two of them hitting the floor.
Yu Qingyan's verdant robes splayed like a fan beneath her, which made her appearance even more alluring to his eyes.
But Lin Mo pretended not to be affected by it as he kept her pinned down, his arms and legs doing their job. She could push him away if she released her suppressed cultivation. However, that was probably unlikely to happen.
Yu Qingyan's surprised yelp gradually morphed into a sharp, playful laugh that rang throughout the [Divine Arena & Exhibition Hall]. Her jade-green eyes glinted with a mix of mock indignation and undeniable amusement, her gracefulness fraying just enough to reveal how thrilled she was. Of course, she's also pretending not to be overly conscious of their current position.
