"Well, my unfaithful husband, do you have any last words?" she said with a coy smile, cracking her knuckles one by one.
Xiao Fang grinned, slipping off his upper robe, letting it hang over his waist as if he was preparing for war.
"Last words are for the defeated. I will never experience such a thing," he replied.
"Then maybe I'll be your first," she smirked. "Don't worry, since it's your first time, I'll be gentle."
"Then I might need a safe-word," Xiao Fang smirked.
"Just beg for mercy, and I'll catch the hint," she smiled.
"Come then, show me what defeat tastes like."
Xiao Fang slowly raised the edge of his blindfold, revealing a single violet eye that shimmered with electric power.
In an instant, arcs of lightning erupted from his body—snapping through the air and coiling around him like living serpents.
