Simultaneous time travel: But our system is out of sync!

As dusk settled, the mountain wind howled and whistled through the forest, swirling and scattering withered leaves as they fell.

Hongyu perched on Lin Bei's head, guiding him in the right direction.

As he entered a secluded mountain valley surrounded by dense ancient trees, red-feathered crows suddenly took flight from the top of the forest and flew into the depths of the valley.

Seeing this, Lin Bei followed closely behind, parting the last clump of hanging vines. The sight before him made him pause slightly.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that..."

Lin Bei didn't deliberately suppress his voice; his tone carried a hint of amusement.

"The dignified Lady Rose lives in such a remote and desolate place."

What came into view was not the villa in the mountains that Lin Bei had imagined, but a solitary, ordinary-looking house.

The walls were made of mud bricks, the roof was thatched, and the eaves were even slightly sunken. A few wisps of smoke rose from the crooked chimney and drifted into the deepening twilight.

If it weren't for the red-feathered crows flying into the man's arms at the door like swallows returning to their nests, Lin Bei would have almost doubted whether he had followed the wrong path.

What surprised him even more was the figure waiting at the door.

There was no elaborate and colorful kimono like when we first met, nor any dazzling jewelry.

Lady Rose was dressed in a plain, almost bland white linen casual dress, with no embroidery on the wide cuffs and hem.

Half of her long, black hair was loosely tied back, secured with a dark red wooden comb, while the other half cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, softening the lines of her profile.

Her face was lightly powdered, her eyebrows were delicately drawn, and her lips were only a natural light pink, a stark contrast to the aggressive and glamorous look she had when they first met at the Butterfly House.

She leaned quietly against the door frame, the evening breeze ruffling a few stray hairs on her forehead, and the dim light filtering in from inside the door cast a hazy warmth over her.

Her posture inexplicably exuded a gentle and quiet aura, like a virtuous wife leaning against the door in the twilight, longing for her beloved to return home, carrying a touch of loneliness and a touch of eagerness.

However, the moment Lin Bei's gaze met her eyes, the carefully constructed tranquility was instantly shattered.

Those were eyes that, no matter how much they tried to hide them, could not conceal their allure!

Even without heavy makeup, even in such a simple setting, her eyes remained as deep as a still pool, their movement seemingly containing stars and whirlpools, possessing a natural, bone-deep allure.

It wasn't a deliberate seduction, yet it was more penetrating than any deliberate seduction, reaching straight to the deepest, most hidden desires of the human heart.

This allure contrasted sharply with her extremely simple and elegant attire.

The plain clothes did not diminish her allure; on the contrary, they seemed to veil this fatal temptation with a forbidden veil, adding an indescribable, irresistible sense of "immorality."

Any normal man, witnessing this scene, would likely feel his heart race, his blood boil, and a primal urge to conquer the person before him rise within him.

Unfortunately, Lin Bei was never "any normal man".

Lin Bei is a true Sigma man, influenced by the internet in his previous life.

A profound saying flashed through his mind: the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is.

Moreover, Lin Bei still doesn't know the extent of this Lady Rose's abilities or her trump cards.

That initial encounter in the Butterfly House was but a fleeting glimpse.

Her Rose House was a gathering place for a large number of outlaws.

How could she be an ordinary woman, given that she could survive in such a complex and dangerous environment?

However, Lin Bei remained calm and composed in the face of this confrontation that had begun even before they met.

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips, his face seemingly playful and irreverent, but his eyes were full of scrutiny. He lingered on Madam Rose for a moment before finally settling on the room.

In the simple hall, there was only a simple wooden couch and an equally plain cloth-covered low couch.

Lady Rose swayed gracefully as she led him inside, then lazily lay down on the slightly wider wooden couch.

The neckline of her plain white dress slipped down unintentionally with her movements, revealing a small section of her beautifully shaped, smooth, and fair collarbone, as well as her rounded shoulders that were faintly visible below.

The hem of her skirt rose slightly, revealing a long, straight, smooth leg and delicate ankles to the cool air without any defense.

She rested one hand on her fair cheek, which was slightly flushed, while casually teasing the red-feathered raven in her arms with the other. Her posture was relaxed and alluring, as if she were welcoming a lover.

Lin Bei sat cross-legged on the couch opposite her, his gaze calmly meeting her intense, soul-stirring stare.

He spoke, his voice not loud, but clearly breaking the deliberately created ambiguous silence in the room.

"lady!"

He paused, his tone playful.

"Are you... trying to seduce me?"

Lady Rose, who was stroking the raven's feathers, smiled slightly, as if in agreement.

But then she raised her face, which was plain yet undeniably alluring, her eyes instantly filled with innocent tears, her long eyelashes fluttering like startled butterflies.

Her red lips parted slightly, her tone carrying just the right amount of grievance and coquettishness.

"Oh dear, sir, you're wronging me..."

She gently shook her head, causing the tassels on the dark red wooden comb to sway.

"I was just keeping my promise. I said that when you returned in triumph, I would warm your bed and serve you."

"How...how can this be considered seduction?"

As she spoke, the glint in her eyes intensified, as if it were about to condense into tears and roll down her cheeks. Her pitiful and innocent appearance made it seem as if Lin Bei's doubts were a great injustice.

However, this pitiful "little white flower" face, set against Madame Rose's stunning beauty, did not diminish her allure. Instead, it created a strange chemical reaction—a blend of innocence and seductive charm, a coexistence of naivety and allure, forming a more sophisticated and captivating attraction.

It's as if an eerie datura flower is blooming in the pure snow, and even knowing the danger, you're drawn to get closer.

Unfortunately, she was facing Lin Bei.

Lin Bei sat upright like a mountain, eyes downcast, like an old monk in deep meditation, shutting out the allure that could drive countless men mad.

Then a mischievous smile suddenly appeared on his lips, laced with undisguised teasing, as he slowly uttered:

"Oh? I see."

He deliberately dragged out his words, his gaze lingering on her mature and alluring figure. "So... Madam is thinking of 'an older woman dating a younger man'?"

"An old cow eating young grass!"