"Master, back in the day you were quite the ladies' man, playing the heartbreaker. And you nearly got your disciple killed! How could you just take off like that? What kind of master does that?"
Liu Mang murmured, looking at the thick stack of photographs in his hand. Sadly, Lan Qingyuan didn't hear any of it, as he had already slipped away.
Glancing through those photographs again, Liu Mang couldn't help but admire his master. He really was everyone's darling; so many women liked him.
From beautiful matrons to young girls, he was irresistible, and each woman was no ordinary beauty.
Soon, Liu Mang began to admire his master's wife as well. To think that she managed to tame such a womanizer—he truly respected her for that.
"Master, what are you up to?" Ylabena's voice came up the mountain path, as she hopped and skipped her way to the summit.
