Lin Yu's recent cultivation had been especially diligent. Wang Wanqiu felt that although the matters of Cloud Dream Marsh were important, they were still not as crucial as her master's retreat.
She brought over some ink and paper and began to record the details of the events at Cloud Dream Marsh.
If Lin Yu emerged from seclusion and she was not present, she would still be able to access the information firsthand. However, when Wang Wanqiu wrote about the peril she faced and how Lin Yun had saved her, her pen hurried past that part.
Reflecting on it now still made her heart flutter with panic, all because she was beginning to understand what Lin Yun had done for her.
That cool sensation at first had seemed somewhat warm and moist...
Could it have been anything else from Lin Yun that was warm and moist at that time?
Each time this crossed her mind, Wang Wanqiu felt discomfort throughout her body.
