"Huh? Owner Zhang's blacksmith is closed, why hasn't Senior Sister Ling'er come out?"
"I heard rumours that Owner Zhang and Senior Sister Ling'er were looking at each other affectionately, could it be…"
"Nonsense! Why would Senior Sister Ling'er fall for Zhang Zhi, a loser? I'm more handsome than him 10,000 times!"
"Retch…"
The cultivators outside the blacksmith failed to reach an answer, so they curiously stuck their ears by the door, attempting to find out what was going on inside.
However, what they heard shocked them, their faces were as pale as paper.
Han Ling'er said, "Woah! It's so big! And hard!"
"Try to touch its head, this little guy will spit something out…" Zhang Zhi said.
"Ew! It's on my hand! It's so sticky and it smells disgusting!" Han Ling'er's surprised squeal followed.
The cultivators outside the blacksmith filled the gap with their steamy imagination. A lot of them were furious when they heard it.
