The more he looked at this face, the more familiar it seemed. It felt like he had seen that face somewhere before. Fei Cheng Lie frowned as he examined Liu Yue from head to toe.
That face, that nose, those eyes.
Fei Cheng Lie suddenly shivered. That face looked very similar to a face that made him lose his appetite and gave him nightmares.
That night, even though the small, little face was blood red. He could still see clearly amongst the hundreds of thousands of Tiger Army soldiers.
She had such a beauty, such a strong determination that almost seemed to bit through his bone.
Mu Rong Liu Yue. Even after three years, he was still unable to forget that strong and powerful, royalty and that cold, murderous feeling that she gave off.
“You…” Fei Cheng Lie’s expression changed. He pointed at Liu Yue.
Fei Cheng Lie’s change in expression shocked everyone around him. Everyone looked at Liu Yue and the atmosphere in the room changed.
Liu Yue remained calm; unaffected by Fei Cheng Lie’s change in expression.
Seeing Fei Cheng Lie’s pointing at Liu Yue, Chen Fei turned to look at him. “What’s wrong, master Fei?”
Chen Fei then turned to look at Liu Yue.
Liu Yue’s expression remained unchanged. Only curiosity sparkled in her eyes; her eyes twinkled.
Fei Cheng Lie pointed at Liu Yue. He saw how Liu Yue looked at him with cold curiosity; pletely different from what he remembered.
Fei Cheng Lie’s expression changed again; he studied Liu Yue once more.
It’s wrong, wrong. The person standing in front of him was a man, not a woman.
The feeling this man gave off was pletely different as well. Mu Rong Liu Yue had that murderous, proud, passionate, personality.
But the Liu Yue in front of him was cold, with hardly any emotion or passion.
This feeling is pletely different from that woman in his memory.
Fei Cheng Lie took another careful look and was relieved. It’s not her, thank god it’s not her.
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