Their eyes met; Ye Ruxue's gaze was blazing with fury, yet those eyes up there actually didn't react at all, still staring straight down at her.
I'm being peeped on by a lecher?
It's already gotten to this point, and he still has no intention of running?
Ye Ruxue had never in her life been this furious.
She let out a muffled snort, her palm slapping the surface of the water.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Countless droplets of water, wrapped in Inner Strength, shot upward and all drilled into the top of the tent.
Swish, swish, swish!
In an instant, the tent's ceiling was blasted into a ruin, riddled with countless black holes.
Moonlight poured in through the holes.
Ye Ruxue had already stepped out of the bath; her snow‑white feet stood on the red carpet.
As for her body, it was already wrapped in a layer of pure‑white bath towel.
Ye Ruxue couldn't be bothered with anything else; she let out a cold shout, her eyes turning into sharp Swords as she glared at the top of the tent.
