This woman's name was Yu Niang.
Her collar slipped slightly, revealing half of a fragrant shoulder.
It looked like a scene of languid sensuality, hazy and teasing; in fact, she herself hadn't really exposed much. Yet she still managed to stun at first glance, making people feel that the woman before their eyes was extremely beautiful. Every lift of her hand, every step she took, made her seem light and graceful, seductive and enchanting.
Ordinary people might think this was something wonderful.
Smart people would know this was poison! And a poison that could cost you your life! No woman is born like this; it's all acquired later. Or rather, forged through long years of harsh training.
