" Stop! What's going on here? "
A sterny high pitched voice sounded which was also a little thick as if it came from an old person. Mainly, old women.
Hearing this,
Bai Lung snapped out of his reverie, realizing that he had been staring at the sect master's exposed skin with a lustful gaze.
" Ahem* Ahem* " He quickly composed himself and cleared his throat before responding to the intruder.
" Ah, it appears we have company, " he said nonchalantly, trying to mask his embarrassment and lustful gaze.
With that, he turned his head to look at the source.
It was an old woman with her back slightly curved and she was walking with the help of a stick.
She had long white hair that wasn't luxurious and well maintained, she also had wrinkled skin.
" Huoyan Nuhang!!! What is the meaning of this? How dare a man breathe in our rising Phoenix sect? " The old woman roared while spitting some saliva while speaking.
