Today, Jia Xitong wore the most common high-bun hairstyle for women in the Aotian Continent, with a white jade flower comb, a gold-inlaid jade hairpin, and an enamel flower hairpin in her hair. These women's items, which Shang Yanting used to find extremely cumbersome, suited her very well.

Her skin was as smooth as jade, and her smile was enchanting.

Even the hibiscus cannot compare to the beauty of a woman's makeup.

She was meant to be this way, innocent and delicate.

Jia Xitong's golden eight-flower brocade billowed as she ran, the cloisonné violet earrings at her waist making a crisp clinking sound. The subtle sound seemed to strike Shang Yanting's heart; with each inch she drew closer, his heart beat a fraction faster.

Then... Jia Xitong ran past.

She did it on purpose!

Because she realized that she was still in human form, and if this were discovered, the lie of the fake system would be exposed!

One second I was excited, the next I was devastated.

It wasn't just her who collapsed, but also Shang Yanting.

Why did she run away?

Why did she pretend not to know him?

Shang Yanting's joy was suddenly dashed, and his face, which had been flushed with excitement, began to turn pale.

Let her run away, and if she has the guts, she shouldn't come back!

He thought this to himself, but his hand couldn't help but reach forward and grab her collar tightly.

He couldn't help but blurt out another question: "Where are you going?"

"ah?"

Jia Xitong looked at him blankly.

"Still pretending?!"

Shang Yanting pursed his lips slightly, his gaze fixed on her, making Jia Xitong feel as if she had been exposed.

Just then, the worship of the four directions was completed, and the dragon clan's thousand drums once again resounded through the sky.

The dragons, who were being worshipped, formed a circle, looked up at the sky, and roared in unison.