"Tower Master, I may like Mo Shang." The hand holding the cup paused, and a hint of sorrow flashed across her eyes, but she quickly hid it. At this moment, she actually thought that if Feng Moqing was here, she would definitely be frustrated by her guess in the daytime.
"Why? Didn't you just get to know each other for a while?"
"He was the first person to say that he didn't want my world to be stained with the bloody color. I had been immersed in the bloody color since the day when I was brought back to the soul-reaper building by the Tower Lord—the Spirit Singing Tower Lord, but no one felt that I should not be dyed in that color. Mo Shang was the first, although what he said was not actually not to me."
"Liu Qin, you are light snow now. If Mo Shang falls in love with you, he will fall
