Xiao Manxue stopped, but she turned her head away, ignoring Lin Tian.
"Lin Tian, why did you make my sister angry?" Xiao Manxuan asked curiously.
How should he answer? Should he say that he was caught red-handed touching a woman? Although it wasn't intentional, the deed had already been done.
Lin Tian, adhering to the principle that a thick skin is a strong defense, rambled on and on until Miss's rage finally subsided.
Miss had no idea why, but seeing Lin Tian getting so intimate with another woman, she had inexplicably felt agitated. Since her childhood, she had followed her master to practice Ancient Martial, and due to her master's admonitions and the characteristics of the Cultivation Technique, her nature was usually aloof.
Yet now, because of the man before her, she had repeatedly broken her sense of calm. Xiao Manxue sighed softly; perhaps this was what her master meant by 'demonic obstacles.'
