Only after Liu Mang turned his back did Hua Rui rustle through the process of undressing, under Dugu Meng's watchful eye.
Looking at Hua Rui's body, Dugu Meng mused that it was a pity, yet also a stroke of luck.
Everyone knew that each Holy Maiden of the North Border Fox Clan possessed exceptional talent.
Yet Hua Rui, as the Holy Maiden of the North Border Fox Clan, had no cultivation whatsoever, no different from an ordinary person.
For her, it was truly too wasteful of her potential.
But for Dugu Meng, it was a good thing.
In her eyes, Hua Rui was like an uncarved jade, never shaped before. To teach a disciple like that was better for her.
If luck was on their side, perhaps Hua Rui's future achievements could even surpass those of Liu Mang.
Facing Dugu Meng, Hua Rui blushed slightly. She glanced sideways at Liu Mang and was relieved he hadn't turned around. If he had seen her, she would have died of embarrassment.
