A black figure approached from not too far away, stepping through the sky, and landed on the small building of the Tang Residence. Wrapped in a black robe was that filthy body. A black cloth covered the face, featuring a pair of pitch-black and fierce-looking eyes that flashed an inadvertent smile.
Second-floor room.
Tang Ru lay atop the Bone Zither, clutching a jar of wine, drunk to the point of utter inebriation.
"Master, why do you have to treat me like this?"
"What's so great about Mu Zhiruo? Isn't she just a Saintess? I am now at the Heavenly Dao Realm as well, and my strength is only stronger, not weaker than hers. Why don't you want me?"
"Master, Ru'er truly loves you!"
Tang Ru's face was flushed, sprawling over the Bone Zither, thoroughly intoxicated.
"Like this? How can you possibly capture someone's heart?"
Suddenly, a gloomy voice came from outside the window.
Tang Ru asked, "Then how can I capture someone's heart?"
