Destroying Lin Yun's Prestige

As the vision of Lin Yun and his subordinates continued to unfold on the shimmering surface of the Heavenly Insight Mirror, Wang Li leaned back, his movements with Zhen Qiuyue growing more languid as he watched the chaos unfold. The intricate layers of his trap were doing their work, slowly but surely tearing Lin Yun's reputation apart.

Zhen Qiuyue moaned softly beneath him, her voluptuous body moving rhythmically as she arched into his touch. Her skin glistened in the dim light of the cave, the heat of their shared pleasure intensifying the atmosphere. But even as their bodies remained entwined, Wang Li's focus stayed sharp, eyes fixated on Lin Yun's growing distress.