Lan Jingyi's attire was specially made to be able to withstand standard attacks. However, its placket was now slit by him, and it was torn apart.
Lan Jingyi's body was alluring; curvy and with an ample bosom.
Now that her clothing was torn, a silver inner wear was visible. No love birds or lotus flowers of any kind were seen on the apron, but instead, it was the image of a person. The person had black hair and white clothes, just like The Lord.
The man in blue examined the figure on her apron and smiled. "Is that Brother Huang you have sewn on your inner wear? Having your brother-in-law sewn on your apron, little mermaid... It looks like you like him, but does he know how you feel towards him? Oh well, since you like him so much, when I remove your skin, I could make it into a puppet doll and put on your inner wear before I send it as a gift to him."
His smile was amiable, and his voice gentle, but what he said was eerie and terrifying.