Chapter 78

"Dugu Yan?" Chu Fei tilted his head, looking over. Standing at the entrance, Dugu Yan, now fully grown, pouted with her arms crossed, her eyes filled with a complex mix of resentment and longing. She took two long strides forward. It had been five years, and she was now a woman in the prime of her youth; at twenty-one, she stood several heads taller than Chu Fei. To look him in the eye, she had to lean down. She wore a delicate robe draped over her shoulders, and underneath, a thin, emerald-green dress. Her exposed skin was more mesmerizing than the shimmering, phosphorescent fabric—much like a deadly venomous snake. Seeing Chu Fei again after such a long time, Dugu Yan stood still, her throat tightening; she found herself at a loss for words.