Ye Wuyou's talent for cultivation is nothing special.
But... he has a System that provides narration.
【Dim, dangerous, eerie. An injured woman】
【All the elements are in place: a moonless night made for murder, a darkened room for a wedding night. Now a lone man and woman are locked up together, and she's injured, so she must be very weak. She needs a handsome, attentive man to take good care of her. Just seize the moment and take advantage of her vulnerability, and one day you can refine her into...】
Shing!
In an instant, that figure in white stood before Ye Wuyou, sword in hand.
The girl's wavering killing intent left Ye Wuyou momentarily dazed.
I can't win. There's no way I can win!
Damn narrator, give me some information! About this girl right in front of me!
【Height: 167 cm. Weight: 48 kg. Measurements: 92-60-88】
Ye Wuyou looked up at the girl before him. His view was blocked, and he couldn't make out her face.
So that's how it is.
