Feng Jun found an excuse for himself, and his mindset was pretty much adjusted.
He even started to wonder if there were many beautiful female cultivators among those in the mobile phone plane. Wouldn't there be?
Isn't that right? Perhaps after a female cultivator's cultivation level becomes profound, she could even slightly adjust her appearance and figure—after all, cosmetic surgery exists in the technology plane, would the cultivation plane really be that far behind?
As he was distracted by these messy thoughts, he didn't notice the girl cutting in and even reproaching him!
"Do you need to exaggerate that much?" Feng Jun felt somewhat wronged but couldn't be bothered with her, simply turning his head to look at Gao Qiang, waiting for him to stand up for justice—her behavior wasn't very polite towards you.
However, one glance and he knew he couldn't rely on this special forces soldier—he was completely captivated!
So, he turned his gaze to Yuan Huapeng.
