Chu Zheng sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the wide-open door, silent for a long time.
A moment later, he stood up, walked to the courtyard, drew two buckets of well water, and took a cold shower to calm his nearly boiling blood and Qi.
He had just absorbed the Essence of the Great Sun, and his body was filled with steaming Yang energy, naturally causing his blood and Qi to be restless.
He had understood the hint from Song Lingxue, but ultimately he did not dare to cross that red line.
Once that line was crossed, everything would change.
The relationship he had with Song Lingxue would never be just as it was now, and to extricate himself would not be so trivial.
The dangers of the Song Family, he might not be able to withstand.
If he could not withstand it, it would mean death.
