"Yu Hanche!" Jiang Xinli seethed, but as she looked up, she was momentarily stunned by his breathtaking good looks—
The man stood silhouetted against the light. His red hair stood in stark contrast to his pale skin, and above a high-bridged nose, his scarlet eyes glittered like blood-soaked jewels, lending his picture-perfect features a touch of heart-stopping danger.
A perfectly tailored black and gold uniform accentuated his ideal proportions: broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.
Jiang Xinli took a quiet, deep breath and said with feigned composure, "You weren't born with a Seventh Rank of Superpower! What gives you the right to act so high and mighty?"
Yu Hanche chuckled softly and stepped in front of her. "It's true, I wasn't born at the 7th Rank."
He slowly leaned down, his shadow completely enveloping her. "But at least I'm not so incompetent that I would lose my own Female Master."
