Am I worthy of trust?
In Huang An's mind, scenes from his own life flashed: his struggle with cancer, his desperate concealment, his-trans-time journey, and his hard fought training in martial arts.
"Worthy!"
After Huang An uttered these words, the weight on his shoulders seemed to lift dramatically.
"Very good!" Princess Consort Qi laughed, smiling satisfactorily.
In that instant, her charm left Huang An momentarily spellbound.
He had to admit, her grace paired with her unmatched beauty surpassed all the women he had encountered in both worlds, combined.
Elevated yet gentle, her allure was no man's match.
The face of Princess Consort Qi suddenly softened a lot.
The way she looked at Huang An, also became much friendlier.
It was as affectionate as someone looking at their younger generation.
This sudden change made Huang An feel somewhat uncomfortable.
With a soft "swoosh", Princess Consort Qi stood up from her chair. She gracefully ambled towards Huang An.