Such a Shi Yuan felt unfamiliar to Li Dai. There was not a trace of the unstained, holy monk about him; instead, he resembled a nocturnal fiend from the darkness, sending shudders down one's spine.
Clearly, Shi Yuan had not made the slightest movement, yet Li Dai felt her breathing grow increasingly difficult, as agonizing as if something had grabbed her by the throat.
Li Dai cursed inwardly. This fellow was simply cold and devoid of emotion. At least in his memories, she had appeared so many times—leaving aside gratitude, there was no need for such "repayment," was she misjudging him entirely? Was this fellow simply ruthless and unfeeling?
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