'A snake cultivator should most definitely be able to do that much!' Xu Feng thought with assurance.
He was not asking for too much from a strange ghost he had only known for "three weeks" in a parallel world where time moved differently, and the specter looked strangely like his nominal husband, and only spoke to him in his mind…
…and initially looked like he was guilty of high treason, and wanted nothing more than for him to leave his magic cave and his space in general…
…and also, the specter seemed to make his body react in the same way his husbands made him react after a few weeks of no "hanky panky." All that was completely normal, and the snake meat was going to be delicious…
Xu Feng's obliviousness had reached a new level, and even he was aware he felt strangely too comfortable around the Xuan Ancestor.
But…
