"We meet again."
Li Ang raised his hand and glanced at the Celestial Blue Ring that was scorching hot.
Ivynis clasped her hands tightly before her chest, her expression complex: "Li Ang... ah!"
The maiden of azure didn't expect Li Ang to suddenly reach out and grab her. Pulled in by surprise, her face instantly turned crimson, that snow-white face suddenly flushed, becoming vividly real.
She looked at Li Ang's Demon's Hand grasping her delicate wrist. He carefully applied force, letting the thorns avoid her tender skin.
Ivynis stammered as if she had forgotten how to speak, struggling immensely just to let out a mosquito-like low hum.
"Why, why is this—"
Li Ang released the Demon's Hand with a smile: "Don't mind, I just wanted to see if you're real."
Ivynis lowered her head, the blush still lingering on her face. She never expected Li Ang's abrupt action but wasn't annoyed, merely sneaking glances at his Demon's Hand.
