The moment Ling Changqing spoke, the surrounding temperature plummeted so sharply that visible frost coated an area for tens of miles around.
The towering trees closest to them, along with passing birds, beasts, and insects, were instantly transformed into ice sculptures.
Utterly oblivious, he simply blinked, looking at the peerless beauty before him with an innocent expression.
'There was nothing wrong with his proposal,' Ling Changqing thought. 'After all, he was responsible for his own safety, and even more so for the safety of the women of the Changqing Continent's Ling Family.'
'That was the crucial reason, not because he lusted after the Grand Palace Master's breathtaking beauty.'
Ling Changqing assured himself that this was the absolute truth, no arguments allowed.
"The rumors all say that you, the Child of Destiny, are an incorrigible lecher. I was skeptical, but I never thought… you wouldn't even try to hide it!"
