The white-clad girl lazily reclined halfway in the white feather carpet, propping her delicate chin with one hand, looking at him with full interest.
Beside Bai Chuwei were several plates of fresh water droplet-laden fruits.
Wow—this is simply like a wine pool and forest of meat!
Look at how indulgent this is, and who knows where she got it from.
Over this past month, whether in the day or in dreams, this Immortal Teacher taught them many things, but... none of them have ever seen her fly.
The short clip filmed by the program crew doesn't count; the Immortal Teacher's leap onto the roof doesn't count as anything, as the roof of a flat house is only a few meters high, and the Martial Monks from Shaolin Temple could probably do it too.
It was far from having the impact of this moment!
