"Beauty, am I beautiful?"
At this moment, Nian Shutong, dressed in white like snow, her dark hair cascading down like a waterfall.
She tilted her head, offering a captivating smile.
"Beautiful."
Fu Yunhe had an emotion burning in his mind like a ball of fire, and that one word was his instinctive response.
"Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!"
Nian Shutong threw her head back and laughed heartily, downing the fine wine from the jug in one gulp.
"The beauty is even more beautiful."
The people in the small wooden house watched as Nian Shutong finished her sentence and floated up, flying away.
The remaining people, though shocked, still had their rationality intact.
Ji Sisi, "Will Mr. Nian get into trouble?"
Rubble, "Based on my calculations, given Nian Shutong's strength, even if she were to drink a hundred more jars of wine, she wouldn't be in trouble. The probability of her running into trouble is extremely low."
Elder Hua, "That's true, but we still need to keep an eye on her."
