"Where's master?"
Tang Hao saw his mistress again.
She still had that same lazy appearance, reclining on the Lotus seat. Her appearance was beautiful, and her figure was plump, like a ripe peach, exuding an extreme temptation.
"He's in closed-door cultivation again!"
She grumbled with a bitter expression.
"You, on the other hand, are you alright?" She suddenly lifted her body and looked at him with concern.
"What could happen to me?"
Tang Hao was surprised.
"Haven't you been in closed-door cultivation for a long time? before this, people from Hidden Dragon Mountain came here and said that you had killed more than ten of their disciples. They wanted to seek justice for you. " Cheap mistress said.
"There's such a thing?"
