Chapter 699 His Softness Resembles A Sly Fox

• Han Zhang's gaze was cold yet fiery, like a bonfire in the snow. Moon Xiangmeng couldn't comprehend his thoughts, perhaps due to her limited cultivation.
• Was he doubting her intentions? But why did he kiss her like that just now?
• Han Zhang raised his hand and reached behind her. As soon as he touched the mechanism, a blade flew from a nearby wall and struck the wall next to them. Han Zhang could feel the woman in his arms trembling.