Elder Jian Palace.
On a large hard bed, inside the hibiscus canopy.
With a long howl, the over ninety-year-old Hemeng finally released all his "gratefulness," putting down the long, rounded, wheat-colored thigh of Lu Da, and stood up comfortably.
Underneath him, Lu Da had already been tortured beyond recognition, but even so, she had to force herself to get up and help Hemeng dress first.
"So much time has passed, Jiang Feng from China should have entered the territory by now, why is there no news yet?"
Hemeng stretched out his arms, letting Lu Da attend to him while asking.
Lu Da knew well that Jiang Feng had long arrived and could possibly have been taken out by the men sent by Tarsen, but still feigned ignorance and said, "Should I go out and investigate again?"
"That could work. The presence of this Chinese man is a stain on me that must be removed as soon as possible!" Hemeng said indifferently.
