"What are you doing?"
The freshly awakened Qin Chuan had yet to realize his current situation.
"Ah? I, I... you, aren't... I'm just..."
Dongfang Yiren was completely flustered, her hands and feet flailing as she tried to explain incoherently, her fair face turning beet red.
In the end, she was unable to clarify things and, leaving her clothes behind, she ran away in a panic.
"What's with this woman blushing in broad daylight?"
Qin Chuan shook his head, and just as he stood up, a wave of coolness immediately struck him.
Looking at his naked self and thinking back to Dongfang Yiren's reaction, he finally came to his senses and hurriedly dressed himself.
"The intervals between the attacks of the Kunlun Divine Poison are getting shorter and shorter. If I don't find the three heaven-sent treasures within three days, I'm afraid the poison will fully erupt, and by then, not even a god will be able to save me."
