Morning, October 19, 2017
Li Chaolu's blissful moment was interrupted by a cold snort.
"Ahem, let me remind you, training time has arrived."
With Wang Jiu's words, Li Chaolu instantly felt as if a cold spring had poured over her, dissipating the warm and pleasant atmosphere brought by Li Wanqing.
Only then did she realize, what was she doing just now!? Laughing and chatting with the famous Bai He Demoness, even talking about private matters of girls? And in front of Mr. Wang Jiu, had she gone mad!?
Thinking of this, Li Chaolu hurriedly said, "Mr. Wang Jiu, please don't misunderstand, I was just…"
Wang Jiu nodded: "Of course, you were merely indulging in familial affection and not wavering in your pursuit of Immortal Cultivation, so let's start training."
"No, I mean…"
