"Ding dong..." The doorbell rang, breaking Lin Tian's meditation. He opened his eyes, staring directly at the dazzling sun in the sky.
It was eight o'clock in the morning. After failing to forge the Crescent Blade last night, Lin Tian had reluctantly gone to sleep. Rising early today, he had already been cultivating for two hours. He never relaxed in his practice of the Beast Skin Cultivation Technique because only by mastering this technique he could avoid relying on consuming human blood to survive.
Getting up and stretching his limbs, Lin Tian walked out and opened the door. Standing outside was An Xiaoru.
An Xiaoru was wearing a white blouse, a black skirt, her long, shapely legs wrapped in white stockings, and on her feet were a pair of flat cloth shoes. She was also wearing a pink apron, standing there obediently, like a gardenia just bloomed in the morning, still dewy, fresh, and bashful.
