"Gefengla, don't leave the stockade when you have no business to attend to, and let your family handle matters!" the Earl said to Gefengla with concern.
"Yes, I understand." Gefengla, facing the Earl's caring gaze, felt sweet inside and shyly stood in front of her beloved, behaving very docilely.
"Well, Gefengla, I must go home to report the situation. I'll come to see you when I have time," the Earl said. He didn't stay in the open for too long. He wished to say more to Gefengla but was unable to do certain things with her.
He envied the Cultivation World—both men and women could practice cultivation techniques and couples could make mutual progress.
Like them, cultivators of magic could do so too, but they weren't as powerful.
Gefengla was also the most beautiful and capable woman among their acquaintances, the one with the highest magic proficiency. Previously, he thought she was a good candidate to be his wife.
