Time flies, and another day passes in an instant.
Inside the Double Absolute Gate.
Duan Yun leaned lazily against the throne, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, casually lifting the jade cup to drink all the nectar in the cup.
Beside him, a charming female disciple lay limply in his arms, letting his hand roam freely.
"Trapped inside the gate, where is there such pleasure?" Duan Yun put down the wine cup, letting the liquid slide down the female disciple's snow-white neck.
The female disciple pleaded charmingly, but Duan Yun just curled his lips and leaned over to kiss away the wine stain one by one.
Just as he was about to enjoy the pleasure of clouds and rain in the great hall, a sudden rush of footsteps echoed.
Duan Yun's eyes slightly darkened, and instead of letting go, he held the person in his arms even tighter.
A Double Absolute Gate elder strode toward the hall door, his gaze flashing with a trace of greed as it swept over the half-dressed female disciple.
