Within the silver fog, one strand of long, black-silver hair after another spread out like the roots of a plant, climbing their way up Lin Lingxiao's chair and wrapping around his arms and body. Then a beautiful figure appeared within the fog and made its approach. Her jet-black eyes contrasted against the bright silver beams that shot out of her palms, illuminating Lin Lingxiao.

"Big Brother, do you miss dear old Xiaoyao here?" the girl said with a most seductive voice.

"Let's not talk about that. I'm already someone's husband, and I have enough concubines. You should care for yourself, too," Lin Lingxiao said.

"Xiaoyao understands...." The silvery figure continued moving closer, revealing herself to be a...