Mo Yang felt a heavy weight lift from his heart. Previously, he had guessed that Xuanyuan Xiaoyue might be a Saint, but now it seemed the outcome was somewhat better than he had anticipated.
"Kid, don't get ahead of yourself. The Xuanyuan Art is nothing like the Twelvefold Yanyu. If you're not careful, it won't be her warming your bed—it'll be you freezing right here!"
Mo Yang said nothing. Fixing his gaze on Xuanyuan Xiaoyue, he remarked, "Not bad at all. I wouldn't have thought a young lady like you could be so fierce!"
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