As it turned out, this group of female cultivators from Medicine King Valley, rather than focusing on the main event, were all buzzing around Master!
Jin'er sighed helplessly and quietly slipped her arm out of Qing Jun's devilish grip.
However, what Qing Jun said seemed to have a point?
And in Qing Jun's little backpack,
the small white fox yawned widely, peered out with half its head, and glanced meaningfully at the cold-faced Zhiwei behind them.
"Chirrup chirrup... (Hypocritical evil human race, peach blossoms are blooming at your doorstep, huh? I shall see how you explain this to your big disciple!)"
The little fox swished its tail, feeling extremely delighted.
Zhiwei was indeed very concerned about Master's cultivation!
Yet Chen Ye wasn't taking proper rest and was instead flirting with the female cultivators!
Alas, it truly was a pity for Zhiwei's sincere filial piety.
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