Lu Yang had never been a man to indulge recklessly.
Though he had intimate connections with Mi Ying's sister-in-law, Liang Jiayun's aunt, Qing Lian, Bei Ling'er, Lin Qinglan, Lin Suqing his aunt, and Jiang Dan his younger aunt... it was all for the sake of cultivation.
But this was different.
At this moment, Lin Qingxue's aunt pressed forward.
Lu Yang initially resisted.
However, he soon found himself slipping into that special state of cultivation.
This time, Lu Yang simply gave up resisting.
For him, no matter when or under what circumstances, nothing was more important than his cultivation, not even who he was with.
Helpless, he was just such a man, passionate about cultivation, willing to pay any price for it.
Therefore, Lu Yang remained still.
Passively enduring it all.
Because his mouth was obstructed, he couldn't even hurry to explain his identity.
Lin Qingxue's aunt was just a bit too excited.
Her hands were restless.
