[A woman looks best in mourning clothes.]
[This is indeed a golden truth.]
The next morning, several dozen new pages appeared in the Karma Collection, concluding with these two phrases, indicating that Jiang Li had spent a different yet fulfilling night.
First it was the Primordial Lord Rain Master, then Tianxuan and Gongsun Qingyue, allowing Jiang Li to experience different kinds of beauty. For a moment, he felt a king's laziness, neglecting his morning court.
'What a pity, all broken.'
Jiang Li wrapped his arm around the beauty beside him, glanced at the torn white cloth and tattered white garment at the bed's edge, and showed a look of regret.
Last night seemed a bit too intense.
At this moment, his senior sister was still in an infant-like sleep, her beautiful face full of tranquility after supreme joy. Master Tianxuan had her eyes lightly closed, a faint smile on her face, showcasing a rare ease.
