When Zhou Wang pressed down from his perspective, he almost believed he could confirm his earlier suspicion.
That Ding Yi was indeed a "Gong Baiwan."
Because if not, there would always be some mischievous branches extending everywhere... well, as they say, "those who understand, understand."
Ding Yi uneasily lifted her knees, crossing them in front of her, seemingly wanting to shield herself from Zhou Wang's scorching gaze, but Zhou Wang didn't hurry. Seven days of self-cultivation had given him great patience.
To avoid alerting his "prey" excessively, Zhou Wang's gaze lingered for a short while before continuing its way north.
Over the waist knolls, with Ding Yi's somewhat cooperative assistance, the entire veiling was finally fully uncovered.
But at this moment, a scene took Zhou Wang by surprise.
The misty water waves almost instantly revealed themselves with a "chua," making the world within Zhou Wang's view become dreamlike and fantastical.
"You, you..."
