A Conflict

Qin Yuan's gaze was quickly drawn to her pair of long, white, and smooth legs.

A few drops of water ran from her thighs to the soles of her feet, making her skin even more charming.

Every step she took seemed to be in harmony with nature.

There was no sound from her footsteps, but they seemed to be calling people with mysterious methods to look at them.

Compared to the first time she arrived in the Divine World, she had already become much more confident.

"Would you like a drink or fruit, master?" She asked politely, not sitting down even though Qin Yuan signaled to sit down.

"No need, I'm just a moment," Qin Yuan replied.

Hearing that, Ye Qingyue's lips tightened for a moment, not knowing what it meant.

However, just as she really wanted to sit down, the sound of many footsteps suddenly resounded outside.

Some sounded very loud, a sign that they didn't just come from human footsteps.