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Chen Jing knocked on Su Hang's door, revealing a shy and reserved smile. With a light parting of her luscious red lips, she said, "Director, I'm here!"
"Jing Yin's martial skill has hit a bottleneck, and she needs a female cultivator to draw on the moonlight power at midnight to help her break through. I'll have to trouble you with this!" Su Hang's calm, indifferent voice slowly drifted over, extinguishing the passion that had flared within her.
Chen Jing's face showed astonishment, damn "power bank", if it was just this kind of trivial matter, why phrase it so ambiguously.
"Congratulations, you have dealt Chen Jing a spiritual critical hit, Violence Value +1!"
She closed the door with a dark face and walked towards Liu Jingyin, who was cultivating in the courtyard.
"'Power bank,' just you wait, you can't escape from the palm of my hand!"
In the following three days, Chen Jing tried to seduce Su Hang in various ways, but each time ended up feeling cold inside.
