"An exceptional leader of his domain, having several Daoist companions is nothing significant. But you won't show it..." Thought Lu Qian, considering his disciple's demure and elegant nature, realizing she couldn't undertake such a task. Perhaps it was precisely because she wouldn't engage in seduction that Lu Qian allowed her to stay by his side?
In this case, dragging things out may not be without opportunity.
Ye Xiao halted this topic and casually inquired about her cultivation progress, concluding this communication.
The stream trickled, and bamboo leaves softly swayed. Shen Jialuo sat quietly in the courtyard, suddenly letting out a deep sigh.
Two hours later, approaching noon, several escape lights lit up again from Minglong Mountain, flying out of the mountain gate.
As midsummer arrives, the Jade Flood Dragon basked in the pool's coolness. As Lu Qian's presence arrived, it had to rise above the waves, braving the scorching sun to give its respects: "Farewell, my lord..."
