Even after drinking more than five glasses of wine, Ingrid was perfectly fine. This could have been considered either an advantage or disadvantage for a cultivator. But it was good to be lucid, since it was better to know what you were doing than to do something on impulse.
The suite they were staying in was on the nineteenth floor.
When they entered the suite, Ingrid asked, "I'm going to take a shower now. Do you want to come along?"
Perhaps this was the first time that she had invited him to bathe together. Luan wanted to accept, but he had something to do before that.
"Next time, you can go first. I need to do something before that," Luan told her.
"Oh..." Ingrid was surprised by the rejection, but soon she smiled and said, "Okay."
While Ingrid went into the bathroom, Luan took some things out of the storage ring and started to spread something around the corners of the suite. Without anyone else noticing, the suite was isolated.
