Inside Zhentian Tower.
Succubus leaned lazily against the floor, her eyelids half-drooped. Her fair, jade-like legs were slightly bent, outlining an alluring and breathtaking figure. Resting her elbow gently on the ground, she cupped her delicate cheek in her hand, striking a pose of effortless yet infinite charm.
Qiluoshang, draped in a black gauze dress, sat down right beside Succubus. Lowering her head, her red lips parted as she murmured something under her breath.
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