Old Devil Yu stopped speaking.
Looking at Ji Changsheng pinned down by the Saintess of Hehuan Sect on the Cloud Bed, Old Devil Yu's face quickly turned an iron blue.
Unconcealed killing intent began to appear in his eyes.
Ji Changsheng covered his face.
He'd known it would turn out this way.
When the Saintess of Hehuan Sect invited him to sit with her, Ji Changsheng had already sensed something was not right.
Lu Xun had once said, boys must know how to protect themselves when they're out in the world.
Especially boys as handsome as himself.
In this regard, Ji Changsheng had always been on high alert.
But in this world, high alert was of no use.
The Saintess of Hehuan Sect simply overpowered him with her cultivation base stage.
She forced herself upon him and he was powerless to resist.
Ji Changsheng guessed that Old Devil Yu must have returned.
Alas.
Ji Changsheng could only defend himself weakly, "Sect Hierarch, the lady and I are innocent."