A preposterous night.
At dawn, Chen Li awoke.
In the bedroom, the scent of the previous day's pleasures lingered, with beauties sleeping soundly on either side. Chen Li lay still for a while, but soon moved the arms and legs that were on him and resolutely got up from his comfortable bed.
He put on his robe.
Seemingly feeling a person less by her side, the soundly sleeping Shu muttered in her sleep and turned around to cuddle Zhou Hong, revealing a sight of spring and emitting a fragrance like white jade.
Chen Li couldn't help but chuckle, his mouth curling in a disdainful smirk, and he gently pulled the thin blanket over the two of them.
He was very satisfied with his life now, his cultivation was progressing smoothly, the great Dao was within sight, he had a lovely wife and beautiful concubines at home, and with the support of his sect, he had plenty of leisure time when not on missions.
Compared to the Qi Cultivation Stage, his life was better by countless times.
