Lin Xiaoxi looked around and found that everything around her was unfamiliar and silent.
Suddenly, she felt a chilly sensation on her body, and when she looked down, she realized her dress had somehow been removed by someone.
Seeing this, her once rosy face turned pale. She glared angrily at the young man beside her, who had his back to her, leaning against the wall. Without a doubt, this must be his doing!
Furious, Lin Xiaoxi picked up a stone from the ground and threw it straight at him!
Though she was just a delicate woman, she wouldn't let such a man, who sullied her, off the hook.
Just as the stone was about to land, a gust of strong wind blew in through the temple door, swinging it wide open. The piercing gale seemed to make Ren Feifan feel a hint of chill, his eyes snapped open, and he abruptly sensed a shadow flash past, followed by a sharp pain on his forehead.
Ren Feifan raised his head, only to see Lin Xiaoxi holding a stone, glaring at him fiercely.
