Pei Wanyu nodded in satisfaction, thinking that if her good disciple didn't restrain himself with Nanzhi, how would they account for Qingyue's time in the future?
"You ultimately didn't complete all the Body Refinement," Pei Wanyu's tone grew more serious: "So don't assume you won't exhaust your Origin."
As she spoke, she glanced at her good disciple's usual expression, with a strange light flickering in her eyes. You could say her good disciple was indeed strong; after so much folly all this time, he still wasn't tired...
He can't just rust because of a single Nanzhi.
Lu Jin'an nodded: "Disciple knows his limits."
While nodding, Lu Jin'an stole a glance at his master's ample curves without a change in his expression.
Because they were so close, and since his master was dressed in a thin robe, every step made the sensation against his arm distinctly clear.
Softer than even Nanzhi...
