His expression told her that if she were to not use her full strength, what she would be giving him would not be mercy, but humiliation!
Xia Qingyue’s chest gently rose. She closed her eyes, and then slowly opened them as her cold voice flowed out from her lips. “As you wish…”
A cold wind blew from all four directions, and the ice spirits surrounding Xia Qingyue fluttered erratically, as they gently brought her body up to the air. Her toes left the ground and quietly floated in the air, until only her long snow-dress was in light contact with the ground. Her arms gently spread open. Then, the long hair that was draped on her shoulders and the snow-dress she was wearing began to lightly flutter.