“Quite arrogant, but I like it!”

"As long as you can be happy, even if it means letting Master tire out in your arms, even if it means scattering this body upon you."

"Just to win a smile from you, this is Master's greatest aspiration in this lifetime."

Angel Yan Qingjue was moved to speak, spilling out the secrets hidden deep in her heart one by one, truly sounding like star-crossed lovers finally uniting, speaking heartfelt words.

Yet when Lin Yue heard Angel Yan Qingjue's deeply touching words, she couldn't muster any interest for even a moment, though she was still a bit curious—could this truly be Yan Qingjue's inner thoughts?

Thinking back to the days she had spent with Senior Sister in the past, Senior Sister had always been cold to her, either saying nothing at all or brushing her off with a mere "Mn" or "Alright."

Unlike how she was right now, talking endlessly and densely, her very tone dripping with genuine emotion.

Thus, Lin Yue lifted Angel Yan Qingjue's Face, carefully scrutinizing Yan Qingjue's expression—her eyebrows flat, lips slightly pursed, with no flaws discernible.

This expression was truly a look of genuine affection; perhaps it was only like this because of the System's control, but what if it was real?

Lin Yue withdrew her gaze, her fingers tracing down Angel Yan Qingjue's neck and stopping at the white thin straps on both sides of the other's chest.

"Enough, stop pledging your loyalty here."

"Go on, catch that disobedient fellow behind you."

"Tying her to my body works too, just don't let me down too much."

Hearing the command, Angel Yan Qingjue immediately nodded.

"Rest assured, Yueyue, Master will never let you down."

After uttering these solemn and grandiose words, Angel Yan Qingjue shifted her gaze toward Demon Yan Qingjue.

Her look right now was completely different from the way she looked at Lin Yue.

If Angel Yan Qingjue's gaze toward Lin Yue was well-behaved and sensible,

then her gaze toward Demon Yan Qingjue right now was sharp and filled with the determination to complete the task assigned to her by Lin Yue.

Demon Yan Qingjue felt her whole body creep out under Angel Yan Qingjue's gaze, facing the other's advance toward her with a menacing Aura.

She subconsciously stepped back, with Angel Yan Qingjue following closely behind, pressing her step by step.

Demon Yan Qingjue only retreated a few steps before stopping her body.

On second thought, why should she show cowardice in front of another version of herself?

Was she only terrified because Lin Yue ordered the other party to apprehend her?

No, that would lose too much Face. Simply put, Demon Yan Qingjue's attitude made a 180-degree turn; she straightened her back, stabilized her center of gravity, and no longer cowered like a timid lizard.

It was one thing for Lin Yue to order her around, but was she going to let Angel Yan Qingjue push her luck and ride roughshod over her? How could she allow that?

She bravely took a few steps forward, meeting Angel Yan Qingjue's gaze, her tone steady and completely devoid of fear.

"With just you? Are you even worthy of arresting me?"

As the words fell.

Demon Yan Qingjue no longer concealed the spiritual power within her body, and a vast chill emanated from the surface of her body.

Seeing this, Angel Yan Qingjue did not back down either, likewise driving the spiritual power within her body.

Two streams of freezing spiritual power, already sharing the same origin, violently collided in midair. A massive amount of water vapor condensed into a white chilling fog, continuously rolling outward in all directions.

Angel Yan Qingjue stopped at the edge of the spiritual power collision.

"Heh, could it be that you want to defy Yueyue's command? Do you intend to put up a desperate resistance here?"

Demon Yan Qingjue furrowed her brows tightly, evidently having prepared a set of excuses to continue quibbling.

"I—"

Just as she spat out a single word, she was interrupted by Lin Yue's voice.

"Shut up, do not resist, come over here."

When Demon Yan Qingjue, already feeling guilty, heard Lin Yue's words, she knew that resistance was already futile and she could only surrender.

The rolling white chilling fog around them dissipated, and the frost flowers that had just spread stopped growing.

She put away all her spiritual power, moved her hands backward, crossed her wrists together behind her back, gave up resistance, and assumed a posture of letting herself be slaughtered.

Seizing the opportunity, Angel Yan Qingjue immediately stepped forward, reached out to grab Demon Yan Qingjue's arms from behind, and forcefully pressed the other down, fixing her in place.

Afterward, Angel Yan Qingjue fiercely slammed her shoulder against Demon Yan Qingjue's back.

"Did you hear that? Behave yourself!"

Demon Yan Qingjue's body tilted forward from the impact, but her hands remained tightly locked behind her back without resisting.

Escorting Demon Yan Qingjue, Angel Yan Qingjue walked step by step toward Lin Yue.

The two stopped in front of the ice rock where Lin Yue was, and Demon Yan Qingjue was forced to kneel on the ice surface.

Lin Yue condescendingly looked down at the Demon Yan Qingjue before her, her gaze sweeping from her Face across her somewhat disheveled strands of hair.

"Quite arrogant, but I just like this look of yours."

"Get a bit closer? Lean closer to each other!"