"Why so silent all of a sudden? Did I hit the nail on the head?"
Ling Zhu stared at Chen Feng.
"You're nuts." Chen Feng sighed, exasperated. "I wish it was that simple, but I'm not the secretary here."
"Oh, but you'll soon become one, won't you? You can't wait to take me to a hotel."
"Can't argue there, let's go. Hotel it is."
Chen Feng walked ahead.
"Who's scared? Let's go."
Ling Zhu followed Chen Feng.
Before long, Chen Feng rented a large room and entered with Ling Zhu.
"I'm all sweaty, I'll take a shower."
Ling Zhu went to the bathroom.
Chen Feng laid on the bed, closed his eyes, and through his god slaying sword, he watched Chu Xun, Li Xiaojing, and Feng Chengcheng cultivate.
The three girls had just finished their cultivation and were now chattering away.
"I tell you both, when the Palace Master first approached me, I thought he was going to chase after me. I was so thrilled that I couldn't sleep at night, but later I realized how naive I was."
