Gu Fan stood in the center of the quiet pavilion with his arm wrapped securely around Song Yan's slender waist, effortlessly supporting her weak, trembling body against his broad chest as the terrifying, icy cold of the Yin-Consuming Heart-Rotting Gu violently radiated from her incredibly pale skin.
Song Yan was completely frozen in his embrace, her dark, beautiful eyes Her dark eyes remained fixed on Gu Fan.
Confusion.
Suspicion.
Disbelief.
All three emotions swirled within them.
His gibberish about her brother letting a thief into her bedroom, not stealing, him stealing nothing of it made any sense to her, causing her brow to furrow deeply as she weakly tried to push herself out of his grip but failed entirely since the Qi inside her meridians was completely chaotic and suppressed by the parasite actively eating her dantian.
[Master, Do you want to make her your host? Should I plant the parasite inside of her?]
