Ji Yuan did not want to care about his good reputation anymore in front of the maidens anymore.
It was because his 'pipe' was about to burst now.
His face was extremely flustered and for once, he was glad to the stupid bird Galatiel for scratching his face because none of the maidens would be able to notice his exact countenance.
He quickly excused himself by saying weakly, "Fairy Anyang, back to the immortal sword. Lay in slumber and shut off all your external senses until I have summoned you again."
Just as the maidens all thought that Ji Yuan was only keeping his immortal sword to hear about their rewards, Ji Yuan walked away with an awkward sway.
"Ji Yuan, where are you going?"
"My lord?"
"Ji Yuan?"
