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Su Jinyan's heart sank, feeling a surge of irritation.
The instigator of this prank could be either Silver Wolf or Sparkle, but he leaned towards Sparkle being responsible.
Yes, it's highly likely that the mischievous juvenile succubus Sparkle is misleading me again.
Sparkle was unpredictable and would resort to any means necessary. She was a dangerous theatrical maestro, deeply immersed in role-playing, wielding countless masks capable of transforming into myriad personas.
However, no matter how exceptional Sparkle's disguise might be, could she truly replicate every aspect of Fu Xuan flawlessly?
Typically, the fate of juvenile succubi ends either in explosive death or being turned into cream-filled pastries.
Yet Sparkle was different; she wasn't just a juvenile succubus but also a Masked Fool, willing to employ any method for amusement.
Perhaps even after being transformed into a cream puff, Sparkle might find it exhilarating?
Just like how he felt immense pleasure when Shizun pressed her soft, white-socked foot against his face.
Su Jinyan finally experienced the helplessness Fu Xuan had faced before him. Confronting an enemy identical to himself proved incredibly challenging. Traditional methods were hardly effective at breaching Sparkle's defenses; instead, they seemed to amuse it more than anything.
Unless—
Gently caressing Fu Xuan's moist lips, Su Jinyan leaned down and kissed her delicate skin.
Yes, Shizun carried a delightful milky fragrance, sweet and rich, as if she had been soaked in milk.
As Fu Xuan blushed and tried to evade, Su Jinyan patiently kissed her tender earlobes.
Of course, this wasn't because he particularly wanted to do so. He merely sought to confirm whether the Shizun in his arms was genuine or not.
Fu Xuan trembled slightly, tears welling up in her beautiful eyes, providing a reaction that greatly satisfied him.
Without a doubt, this was Shizun—there was no way Sparkle could mimic such subtle responses flawlessly, right?
To further test his hypothesis, Su Jinyan removed Fu Xuan's small leather shoes and held her dainty, sock-clad feet.
"Traitorous disciple, what are you doing?" Fu Xuan squirmed, hastily withdrawing her pale, snow-white feet, feeling both embarrassed and flustered.
With a serious expression, Su Jinyan said, "Shizun, don't avoid me."
"I'm verifying something of immense importance to me."
Reluctantly agreeing, Fu Xuan stammered, "Th-then remember to rinse your mouth before kissing me later..."
She certainly didn't want her disobedient disciple's lips, which had just touched her snow-white feet, to kiss hers afterward. It would be physically unsettling for her.
Under Fu Xuan's bashful gaze, Su Jinyan slowly lifted her tender, snowy foot.
Today, Fu Xuan wore simple and pristine white stockings with delicate lace trim, soft and snug against her skin, smooth and fine.
He had admired Shizun's delicate, snow-white feet countless times. In his memory, they always seemed immaculate, untouched by any dust or blemish. The small, sock-clad foot cradled in his palms resembled a exquisite piece of art, deserving of utmost care.
Su Jinyan gently tickled the sole of Fu Xuan's foot, finding endless amusement in it.
The ticklish sensation spread throughout Fu Xuan's delicate body. She tightly pursed her lips, feeling both slightly indignant yet unable to suppress a smile. Afraid to break this rare atmosphere, she dared not laugh aloud.
This precious moment of leisure, shared alone between this venerable one and A-Yan, mustn't be squandered, surely? Her defiant disciple couldn't possibly know that summoning the courage to invite him out today had already drained all her bravery.
Must this venerable one explicitly say, "Enough playtime, let's do something more meaningful," for you to finally heed?
Is that what it takes for you to be satisfied? You rascal!
Fu Xuan's expression hardened stubbornly. After all, this venerable one is still your Shizun.
Why must this venerable one always take the initiative...?
Gently, Su Jinyan took Fu Xuan's delicate, snow-white foot between his lips.
Instantly, Fu Xuan bit her lip, cheeks flushing as she subtly turned away, pretending to admire the scenery outside.
Su Jinyan glanced up at Fu Xuan, nearly captivated by the tender blush of innocence on her cheeks. In a world where sincerity is rare, a woman's blush speaks louder than words. With such a reaction, he could never believe she wasn't his Shizun. Sparkle simply couldn't mimic this unique vulnerability exclusive to Fu Xuan.
A surge of heat coursed through Su Jinyan's body. He wrapped his arms around Fu Xuan's petite frame, gradually cornering her within the cabin.
Fu Xuan's lashes fluttered, her face flushed with embarrassment, and her voice barely audible, she whispered, "Rascal..."
Su Jinyan opened a bottle of Scaledeep Ice Spring water, taking a sip, ready to kiss Fu Xuan's lips.
Bzzz—
Fu Xuan sent another text message, this time with an audio clip.
Frowning, Su Jinyan tapped to play it. Instantly, Fu Xuan's tearful voice echoed from the phone:
"If you didn't want to come, why not just say so from the start? Why leave this venerable one hanging for so long?"
"A-Yan, I hate you!"
Despite knowing it wasn't truly Fu Xuan, Su Jinyan couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.
Will Sparkle's pranks ever end? His anger began to steadily build up.
Fu Xuan's lips parted slightly, astonished. "This..."
"Why is this venerable one's voice on your message? Who sent it?"
Su Jinyan pressed close to Fu Xuan's delicate cheek and retrieved their chat history.
Indignant, Fu Xuan asked, "Who exactly would dare impersonate this venerable one? Could it be that hacker from the Stellaron Hunters?"
Su Jinyan gently shook his head. "No, Silver Wolf knows her limits. She wouldn't play such an inappropriate joke."
"Shizun, I'd like to discuss something with you..." Su Jinyan highly suspected Sparkle was behind this prank.
Earlier, the narration had indeed hinted that Sparkle might transform into one of them—either Fu Xuan or Mo Xi—to tease him.
Fu Xuan chided, "Don't speak to me with such formality. We're on a date; I prefer if you see me as your fiancée rather than your Shizun. Any request you make, I will do my utmost to fulfill."
Overjoyed, Su Jinyan exclaimed, "Any request at all?"
Fu Xuan bashfully pursed her lips. "Anything intimate should wait until we're at the inn."
Su Jinyan hastily grasped Fu Xuan's soft, delicate hand. "Then I want to establish a harem."
Enraged, Fu Xuan shoved him down forcefully, grinding her tender, snow-white feet against his cheeks repeatedly. "Denied!"
"You insolent disciple! This venerable one knew your intentions were never pure!"
Buzz, buzz—
Another voice message from "Fu Xuan" arrived, this time containing ten seconds of choked sobs.
Fu Xuan fell silent, unable to respond.
Su Jinyan's eyelid twitched as his anger surged once more. "Is this guy done for nothing?!"
With the enemy lurking unseen while he remained exposed, Su Jinyan was at a disadvantage. He decided it was time to counterattack.
Currently, both Shizun and I were confined within the narrow cockpit, making it an ideal setting to lure Sparkle here for a sound beating.
As for how to deceive Sparkle into coming, it was quite simple. Not long ago, he acquired a skill called "Beware Fire, Theft, and Your Teammates."
Any acquaintance deemed by Su Jinyan as a teammate could receive his distress signal. Upon agreeing, the teammate had the option to teleport or provide remote assistance. Of course, they also held the right to refuse.
Based on his understanding of Sparkle, that mischief-loving fellow would absolutely not pass up such entertainment.
"Shizun, just wait," Su Jinyan said. "I'll drag Sparkle here, and we'll team up to give her a good beating."
As expected, moments after sending his distress message, Sparkle appeared within the cramped cockpit.
Good news: The elusive Sparkle was indeed lured out.
Bad news: Now there were two Fu Xuans in the cabin.
However, they could still be distinguished for now.
The genuine Fu Xuan, with delicate white feet pressing against his face, remained steadfast. Meanwhile, the astonished look on the imposter's charming visage betrayed her identity.
Sparkle parted her soft lips slightly, clearly taken aback by the scene unfolding before her.
"Heh heh, as expected of Little Su, you sure know how to play around," she thought. "Others might have believed you were truly facing a life-threatening crisis."
Well, from a certain perspective, it wasn't entirely inaccurate.
Sparkle's quick-witted mind processed the situation in mere half a second, discerning Su Jinyan's malicious intent.
Since his life wasn't actually at risk, tricking someone into this confined space must mean he intended to beat them up.
Before Su Jinyan or Fu Xuan could make a move, Sparkle swiftly removed her small leather shoes and mirrored their actions, stepping onto his face with her own pale, tender feet.
Su Jinyan stared incredulously, speechless.
Fu Xuan erupted in fury, "Impudence! Who are you to impersonate this venerable one?!"
Her meticulously planned date had been ruined by an imposter pretending to be her. How could Fu Xuan not be enraged?
Sparkle also flared up indignantly, "This venerable one hasn't even asked who you are yet."
"You, the fraud, dare to question me first?" Fu Xuan nearly burst out laughing in anger—so the imposter thinks they can turn it around on her?
Struggling to sit upright, Su Jinyan pleaded, "Shizun, we must stop Sparkle's mischief; we have to eliminate her."
Taken aback, Fu Xuan and Sparkle simultaneously exclaimed, "Sparkle isn't dead yet?"
"Sparkle," Su Jinyan sternly rebuked, "how dare you masquerade as my Shizun and repeatedly toy with me! I absolutely won't spare you."
Sparkle subtly pursed her lips, thinking, Well, that didn't work either. Without missing a beat, she grabbed Su Jinyan's collar, her tone urgent.
"A-Yan, I'm the real one; she's the impostor."
Fu Xuan retorted angrily, "Insolence! A-Yan, do not believe her."
"I am the genuine one; she is the fake. Quickly, join forces with this venerable one to slay this enchantress."
Su Jinyan inwardly sneered, impressed by the little creature's convincing act. Time to play along and give her a taste of her own medicine.
"Hmph, having spent every moment with my Shizun, I know her body intimately," he declared firmly.
"The one with the flattest chest is my true Shizun."
Pffft—
In the next instant, two pairs of soft, white-socked feet kicked simultaneously towards Su Jinyan.
Face flushed red, Fu Xuan scolded, "Disrespectful disciple, can't you take this seriously?"
With her cheeks flushed red, Sparkle gritted her teeth and exclaimed, "You insolent disciple! How dare you joke around at a time like this?"
Su Jinyan's expression turned serious. "My Shizun carries a delightful milky fragrance."
"And their lips are incredibly soft and sweet," he added.
"Let me simply smell and kiss each of you, and I'll discern who is genuine and who is not."
Fu Xuan proudly puffed out her small chest. "Hmph, did you hear that?" she taunted Sparkle. "Your poor imitation won't fool A-Yan; he knows this venerable one inside out. A-Yan, come quickly and make your judgment."
Perplexed, Sparkle stared at Fu Xuan. "What nonsense is this imposter spouting?"
"Daring to be so defiant even when disaster looms? Can you replicate this venerable one's unique scent too?"
Su Jinyan embraced Fu Xuan gently, softly inhaling near her snowy neck.
"Mm, this lovely milky fragrance exists only on the true Shizun," he affirmed.
Fu Xuan raised her delicate hand, eyes wide with indignation. "Imposter, daring to impersonate this venerable one? Prepare to face my wrath!"
The corners of Sparkle's lips curved slightly as she beckoned with her finger. "Hold on, there's no verdict from A-Yan yet. How can you be certain that this venerable one is the fake?"
"A-Yan, come smell me now."
Su Jinyan enveloped Sparkle's delicate body in his embrace as well, gently inhaling her scent.
"How is it? How is it?" Sparkle eagerly asked.
A look of hesitation crossed Su Jinyan's face. "Why do you also have this pleasant milky fragrance?"
"It's practically identical to Shizun's."
Sparkle lightly bit her lip, expression pained. "Traitorous disciple!"
"How could you fall for that imposter's deception?
"I'm the real one, not her!"
Fu Xuan sneered and raised her hand. "We'll discern who's genuine once this venerable one forces your true form to reveal itself!"
Curling up in Su Jinyan's arms, Sparkle nuzzled against his cheek.
"Getting anxious, A-Yan, see how the imposter's getting anxious!" she whispered. "The more hastily she moves now, the guiltier she appears."
Suppressing her anger with effort, Fu Xuan spoke calmly, "Hmph, this venerable one is among the six rulers of Xianzhou, the head of Luofu's Divination Division."
"The Dharma Eye on my forehead perceives all, capable of distinguishing between truth and falsehood," she continued. "You're nothing but a counterfeit impostor!"
Undeterred, Sparkle replied, "This venerable one's Dharma Eye was bestowed by the Nous."
"Even if you, the imposter, can mimic this venerable one's appearance,
you cannot replicate the Dharma Eye upon my forehead."
At that moment, both Fu Xuan and Sparkle's Dharma Eyes emitted brilliant rays of light, illuminating each other.
Staggering back simultaneously, their faces held expressions of disbelief.
"How could this be?" Sparkle exclaimed incredulously. "This venerable one's Dharma Eye actually..."
Fu Xuan's beautiful eyes widened with astonishment. "It has no effect on you?!"
Su Jinyan spoke firmly, "I know what's happening; it must be Aha's mischief at work."
"All right, let me continue discerning instead."
"Shizun's lips are incredibly soft and sweet, tasting cool and refreshing, with a lingering minty aftertaste."
Embarrassed, Fu Xuan closed her lovely eyes.
"Hmph, such things should not be said in front of outsiders," she chided softly.
"Aren't you worried that the imposter might overhear and adjust their disguise accordingly?"
Sparkle echoed disapprovingly, "Indeed, these intimate details are meant to remain our little secret between master and disciple."
"Suddenly bringing them up before others makes even this venerable one feel uneasy."
Su Jinyan gently wrapped his arms around Fu Xuan's slender waist and kissed her lips.
A faint blush appeared on Fu Xuan's cheeks, her breath becoming slightly erratic.
One notable detail was that whenever Su Jinyan engaged in deep kisses with Fu Xuan, he invariably had to hold her by the waist.
Part of his concern was also that Fu Xuan might inadvertently collapse from becoming too engrossed in their kiss.
On the side, Sparkle covered her lips with a hand, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised mockery.
How embarrassing! It's just a kiss—why act so scandalized? As the esteemed head of Luofu's Divination Division, why behave like a little girl? Truly humiliating.
After a long moment, they parted.
Su Jinyan tenderly kissed Fu Xuan on the forehead. "That's right, you're my true Shizun; she's the imposter."
Fu Xuan's luminous eyes glistened, and she softly panted, "You insolent disciple..."
Sparkle defiantly placed her hands on her hips, huffing, "Hold it, not so fast."
"This venerable one sees you're utterly bewitched by this deceitful woman," she continued. "Why should she, the imposter, be your Shizun while I am deemed the fake?"
In a cold tone, Su Jinyan replied, "If that's what concerns you, then let me convince you beyond any doubt." With these words, he wrapped his arms around Sparkle's slender waist as well.
Sparkle's lovely gaze sparkled with allure, her heart pounding rapidly. This was her first time being so close to Little Su, face-to-face.
Su Jinyan lifted Sparkle's delicate chin, "I've already been exceedingly patient with you, time and again."
"If you continue to disrupt our lives, don't blame me for losing my courtesy," he warned sternly.
With her expression cool but heart racing, Sparkle huffed, "Hmph, you traitor! Even mistaking your own Shizun, who's always by your side."
"You should direct those words at that imposter instead." Su Jinyan gently captured Sparkle's delicate hand, intertwining their fingers.
Sparkle felt her mind go blank with nervousness, her heartbeat quickening and breaths becoming shallow.
How peculiar... Did Little Su do something to me? Why am I feeling increasingly anxious? It's just a kiss, right? Is there any need to be this tense?
As Su Jinyan leaned closer, Sparkle's body tensed, her flushed lips softly parting.
Su Jinyan inwardly smirked; such a reaction clearly wasn't from my Shizun. And yet, you still think you can fool me? I haven't even questioned our shared memories yet—if I did, wouldn't your facade crumble further?
At the opportune moment, Su Jinyan released Sparkle's slender hand and stepped back, seemingly ready to abandon the idea of kissing her.
Strangely, upon seeing Su Jinyan's retreat, Sparkle's taut body instantly relaxed.
She secretly sighed in relief, yet also felt a hint of annoyance—why was she so uncomposed?
Oh no, must have slipped up somehow, allowing Little Su to catch on. Wait, why am I getting so nervous?
A simple kiss is just two lips touching briefly before parting—nothing more.
Why should I feel nervous about such an ordinary act?
No one could truly understand what was going through Sparkle's mind at that moment. However, as a dangerous theatrical mastermind, she possessed extensive acting experience.
Her past performances had taught her never to voluntarily reveal her facade until the very last moment. With this knowledge, Sparkle swiftly composed herself, slightly widening her beautiful eyes to convey a hint of bewilderment.
She had perfected Fu Xuan's subtle expressions down to the finest detail.
In other words, based on facial cues alone, even Su Jinyan couldn't discern the truth from deception.
Of course, Su Jinyan also had his fair share of experience dealing with clever and unpredictable young women.
Initially, he appeared ready to kiss Sparkle.
At that instant, Sparkle was undoubtedly tense but mentally prepared for the impending kiss.
Yet, just as their lips were about to meet, Su Jinyan pulled away.
It seemed he had no intention of following through with the kiss.
As expected, Sparkle would inevitably sigh in relief, both physically and emotionally relaxing.
Seizing this opportunity, Su Jinyan released Sparkle's small hand, intentionally distancing himself.
This sudden change would create a sense of emotional dissonance within Sparkle.
This tactic worked effectively on most young maidens.
Sparkle's eyelashes fluttered slightly, an involuntary reaction barely noticeable to others.
But not to Su Jinyan—he noticed it immediately.
Yes, seizing this moment, Su Jinyan capitalized on Sparkle's unpreparedness and swiftly pressed his lips against hers.
Sparkle's pupils trembled intensely with surprise, "Mm?"
She had assumed that Su Jinyan was about to give up on kissing her. Who could have guessed Little Su would choose a sneak attack? How cunning! She wasn't remotely ready for this.
It felt like a tingling electric current striking straight into Sparkle's heart, making her body go weak and even causing her delicate white toes to curl.
Instinctively, she wrapped her arms tightly around Su Jinyan's waist.
Lady Sparkle had to take back her earlier words—kissing truly is no simple matter!
Little Su just perfectly matched her taste.
Sparkle's lips were moist, soft, and sweet. Su Jinyan couldn't discern what trick she might be using, but upon savoring the sensation, he realized they indeed felt remarkably similar to Shizun's lips.
"Hmph, trying to fool me? Well, let's see how well I can turn the tables."
Su Jinyan gently held Sparkle's snow-white face as their lips slowly parted.
Sparkle looked somewhat unsatisfied, "Is that all?"
"Oblivious disciple, surely now you can distinguish between this venerable one and the imposter, right?"
Agitated, Su Jinyan tugged at his hair strands, murmuring, "How is this possible..."
"How could someone look exactly like Shizun?"
"The scent on her body is identical to Shizun's, and even her reactions during a kiss match perfectly."
"I can't tell them apart; I truly cannot..."
Sherlock Holmes once said, "When you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth."
Here lies the question: If there exists a person who looks like Fu Xuan, kisses like Fu Xuan, blushes like Fu Xuan, and resembles Fu Xuan in every aspect...
Then, just who is she?
The answer is—Fu Xuan.
From this, it logically follows that Sparkle is Fu Xuan, and Fu Xuan is Sparkle—they are one and the same person.
With excitement, Su Jinyan tightly clasped both Fu Xuan's and Sparkle's delicate hands.
"I understand now. You both are Fu Xuan, my beloved Shizun."
Fu Xuan looked puzzled.
Sparkle barely managed to suppress a burst of laughter. Finally, she had succeeded in tricking Little Su—a feeling of immense satisfaction surged through her, unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.
It was worth noting that Little Su had rapidly emerged as a rising star within the inn, garnering significant attention. Even before his rise to prominence, he had already outwitted numerous Masked Fools at the establishment. Later, he continued to deceive Phantylia, the Emanator of Destruction, and Nanook, the Aeon of Destruction.
With Lady Hua Huo's fiercely competitive nature, she couldn't resist the opportunity to outwit him. Yet unexpectedly, every encounter with Little Su had ended in her defeat.
Lady Hua Huo would never forget the humiliation they suffered at his hands during yesterday's funeral.
Now, finally, Lady Hua Huo had successfully tricked Little Su, turning the tables on him. The taste of victory was intoxicatingly sweet.
However, it wasn't enough; this minor triumph could not satisfy Sparkle entirely. Don't be mistaken, dear reader—Lady Hua Huo is insatiably greedy.
Cunningly concealing her gleeful expression, she rebuked, "Hmph, traitor, how laughable."
"You can't even discern who's the true master and who's the imposter?"
Fu Xuan replied calmly, "I understand A-Yan's confusion.
"After all, he wouldn't expect someone to mimic this venerable one so convincingly."
"Hmph, with Joyseeker's assistance, even my Dharma Eye was deceived."
"But no matter, once this venerable one defeats you here, your true form will inevitably reveal itself."
Pointing at Fu Xuan, Sparkle declared, "A-Yan, this venerable one strongly suspects that she is the impostor.
"Did you not notice? From the start, she has been relentless in demanding my demise."
"I'm not typically so bloodthirsty; you know me well," Su Jinyan said. "How about this, Shizun? Each of you share a memory involving me."
"Sparkle is the Fool, not the Memokeeper, and should be unable to manipulate memories," Sparkle explained with a blink of her lovely eyes. Darling, prejudice is the insurmountable mountain within your heart, she seemed to convey.
Generally speaking, Fools indeed lacked the ability to tamper with memories, and Sparkle herself couldn't directly do so. However, thanks to the Light Cone she had acquired from the Garden of Recollection, Lady Hua Huo could read others' cherished memories.
Fu Xuan sighed, "That won't work; the imposter has Joyseeker's assistance." "Fearfully, she may already know our shared memories." "Otherwise, she wouldn't stand here so confidently."
Seizing the opportunity, Sparkle fanned the flames further, "A-Yan, see? She must feel guilty." "Why don't we join forces and eliminate her?"
Fu Xuan let out a cold laugh, "Bold words for someone lacking true skill."
A sudden idea struck Su Jinyan, "Shizun, I just realized—I might have been influenced by external interference earlier."
"What if I blindfold myself now, and both of you come forward to kiss me again?"
"This way, I should be better able to discern who is genuine and who is the impostor."
Fu Xuan raised his hand to his forehead, exasperated. "Your scheming is so loud even Qingque, slacking off at the Divination Commission miles away, can hear it!"
"Lady Sparkle," she declared sharply, "has already stated that you're clearly an imposter from the start."
"Who told you Qingque would be goofing off at the Divination Commission right now?"
"At this hour, she always ditches work to play cards at Exalting Sanctum's gaming hall."
Fu Xuan fell silent.
Su Jinyan tied on the blindfold. "Alright, I'm all set."
Sparkle stood with her hands clasped behind her back. "Wait, there's one point this venerable one must clarify beforehand."
"To make it easier for A-Yan to discern the true identity..."
"During this process, neither of us shall speak or interfere."
Fu Xuan agreed reluctantly. "Fine."
Sparkle continued, "When this venerable one kisses A-Yan, you, the imposter, must turn your back."
"Naturally, when you kiss A-Yan, this venerable one will also turn away."
"No rule-breaking; otherwise, it shows guilt."
After a moment's hesitation, Fu Xuan begrudgingly consented.
The slowly rotating Ferris wheel was nearing its descent.
Before touching ground, Su Jinyan had to expose Sparkle's imposter nature.
Just let me trick Sparkle one last time.
Fu Xuan took a sip from the Scaledeep Ice Spring, moistened his lips, and leaned forward for a kiss. Despite being blindfolded, Su Jinyan could discern that it was Shizun kissing him.
Shizun was far too easily flustered; even after so many kisses, his cheeks would invariably blush and grow warm.
As their lips parted, Fu Xuan coolly turned away and said sternly, "Your turn now."
With a sly gleam in her beautiful eyes, Sparkle gently caressed Su Jinyan's lips.
Peck!
She gave him a light kiss.
Immediately afterward, there came a series of rustling sounds.
Feeling puzzled, Su Jinyan wondered what this guy was up to. Just as he prepared to remove the blindfold, Sparkle shushed him and held it firmly in place.
Hearing these noises, Fu Xuan couldn't resist the urge to glance back.
Pouting, Sparkle asked, "Fake, aren't you tempted to break the rules?"
Fu Xuan gritted his teeth but resisted turning around.
Sparkle untied the knot on the blindfold, quietly moving closer to Su Jinyan's face.
Su Jinyan, still uncertain, opened his mouth slightly.
Wait, this texture... something's off!
Breathing rapidly, Su Jinyan abruptly removed his blindfold and locked eyes with Sparkle, his expression utterly stunned.
"Mmmf, mmmf!" He tried to speak but realized he still had something in his mouth.
Alright, alright, alright—I concede on this front. I, Su Jinyan, am truly outmatched here.
At that moment, the Ferris wheel cabin gently touched down.
Fu Xuan swiftly turned around, just in time to witness a scene she would never forget.
Sparkle donned her fox mask and blew a kiss.
"Heehee, goodbye, darling~"
With that, Sparkle, now disguised as the fox mask, darted swiftly out of the cabin.
Fu Xuan's gaze went blank for a moment before she furiously chased after Sparkle. "Sparkle, this venerable one will surely kill you!"
Su Jinyan remained seated quietly inside the cabin, panting heavily, the shock lingering on his face for a long while.
The sweet taste still lingered in his mouth.
This is f*cking insane.
Sparkle did what I dared to imagine but never dared to act upon.
If she had shoved her white-socked foot into my mouth instead, it might have been somewhat understandable.
But Sparkle chose...
Now she has truly offended Shizun beyond repair, irreversibly so.
The future glimpsed by Shizun through the Matrix of Prescience—a supposed substantial advancement in their relationship.
Could it have referred to my impersonation as Sparkle's Shizun?