"Heaven! Heaven!! HEAVEN!!!" Repeated ceaselessly, Young Master Shang was in a state of full-blown hysteria. His pointed fingers trembled and his flagon of wine leaked onto the grassy ground. His breathing became increasingly rushed and each utterance of 'heaven' was further exaggerated than the last as if even he was unable to believe what he was seeing. What they had discovered!
Tuo Bihan was uncertain how to react, a little disturbed and fearful even, but as his gaze sought solace in Wei Wuyin's eternal visage of calm and cool, his pupils trembled as his heart began to pound ferociously within his chest. Wei Wuyin's current appearance was dreamy and intense, mind-searing to the extreme, as a pair of silver eyes that were as glorious as the brightest lunar object was beaming with unrestrained desire, a primal hunger originating from the soul itself.