"You're awake?"
Su Xuan felt his throat was a little dry as he gazed at the furious Lucia before him.
Her crimson-gold eyes seemed to burn with a scorching flame, hot enough to turn him to ash. At the same time, they were like a frigid, glacial plain, chilling him to the bone.
He feared that in the next moment, Lucia would use her Power of Light to annihilate him completely.
Lucia's lips trembled slightly as she whispered to Su Xuan in an icy tone, "I told you not to move!"
Her voice was tinged with annoyance and shame.
Lucia's memory was a bit hazy, but fragments from her drunken state still echoed in her mind. She vaguely recalled becoming infatuated with Su Xuan's Sun Divine Power while intoxicated, even letting the Holy Light surge into her body…
'Ahhh!!!'
'Lucia!'
'What in the world are you doing?'
'As the Pope of the Bright Church Court, you are a symbol of holiness, purity, and authority. You represent the face of the Bright Main God on the Magic Continent.'
