The Lord’s Fury (3)

It was The Lord. He chose to use his identity as the Lord this time.

The air had a herbal, flowery scent. It was a familiar and yet strange scent to Gu Xijiu.

She knew it was his scent. Somehow, there were other elements in his scent that she could not quite recognize. She found it a little heart wrenching when the smell reminded her of him.

"Let me go," she immediately called out.

As their spiritual powers used to be of great disparity, she could not quickly get away every time he held onto her. However, this time was different. She asked him to let her go, and he did it right away. She fell off from his arms.

Fortunately, her usual dexterity was able to save her from an embarrassing fall. She took a quick turn and landed on her feet.

Her heart was thumping fast. Di Fuyi's sudden appearance in such a fiery temper was entirely out of her expectation. She looked at him fixedly and uttered, "You…"