At night, behind a low-lying hill, a man and a woman were passionately kissing.
Some time passed before the two parted.
"You're insane, what if Lin Yueshen found out and just ran off with Bo Jian?"
"These two are quite useful in the cave," teased the Crane Gentleman, running his hand insidiously across Lian Hong's cheeks, his eyes brimming with lascivious intent.
"It's quiet here, what's there to fear? That Lin Yueshen must have gone mad, having him guard the night and he actually came back midway, infuriating me," complained the woman in the black dress, anger distorting her once lovely features.
"You don't need to always give him the cold shoulder, give him a little hope now and then. We'll be reaching the cave soon."
"Such a fool isn't easy to come by these days, just bear with it a little longer, my dear Lian," he said.
"Hiss, slow down," Crane Gentleman suddenly inhaled sharply.
