"Huh? Alright!"
Chu Qingxue hesitated for a while, but finally agreed.
Then, Chu Qingxue stood on tiptoe and gave Ye Chenfeng a kiss on the lips.
"Oh my, isn't this bizarre?"
"In broad daylight, society is really in decline!"
…
Ye Chenfeng carrying the Anan Sword on his back was already captivating enough.
Now, with Chu Qingxue kissing him, almost everyone's eyes were drawn to them.
Many people made comments.
Hearing this, Chu Qingxue wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
As for Ye Chenfeng, he was laughing non-stop, even humming a tune.
Looking at the thing on Ye Chenfeng's back, Chu Qingxue's pretty brows furrowed slightly, a trace of confusion flashing in her beautiful eyes.
She couldn't help but ask, "Chengfeng, what are you carrying on your back?"
Ye Chenfeng explained, "Didn't I just say? A Divine Artifact given to me by a high monk from Shaolin. Earlier, I mentioned that Master Hui Jue was going to give me a gift..."
