Jing yuan was sitting on a throne, in an empty and dark room. He was waiting for Blade. Jing yuan wanted to do something with Blade... Or well... To Blade. That thing would maybe be harmful? Or affectionate? No one knows. Blade then finally entered the room. Jing yuan was excited to see him.

"Come closer.. Blade..~"

Jing yuan's voice sounded flirty and mischievous. What was he planning..?