"Junior Brother Li!"
Fen Ziyan looked worried upon seeing Li Feng's condition—it seemed as though he had just gone through a fierce battle.
"Cough Senior Sister? What are you doing here...?"
Li Feng struggled to walk toward her, but suddenly, he stumbled and fell.
Whoosh!
Fen Ziyan reacted quickly, catching him in her arms.
"What's going on? I felt a huge burst of spiritual energy, and then the ground started trembling. I thought something might've happened to you, so I rushed over…"
Fen Ziyan held his head gently against her chest and looked around, but sensed no other presence besides Li Feng.
Li Feng, who was currently inhaling her soft fragrance while being sandwiched between her breasts, smiled faintly.
'So Senior Sister actually worried about me... I guess my efforts weren't in vain after all.'
Now that the thrill of battle had faded, a different kind of heat began to rise within him.
His lust start to stirred quietly, like embers catching wind.
