Riley returned to the Thousand Stars Summit, his steps echoing in the quiet grandeur of the mountain.
As he approached, the warm glow from the summit residence beckoned him, and the tantalizing aroma of freshly cooked food drifted through the air.
Inside, Luna stood poised, like the perfect hostess, waiting for his arrival with a smile that could disarm even the most stoic cultivator.
"Welcome back, young master! Please enjoy the food while it's still hot," she greeted, her tone sweet and respectful. Her bow was deliberate, emphasizing her generous curves.
Her ample cleavage, barely concealed by her robe, made a show of her assets, which seemed almost too perfect to be real.
Luna's figure, with its exaggerated proportions, might have belonged to a character from a lurid fantasy. Yet Riley's discerning eye immediately compared her to Ava.
While Luna's physical allure was undeniable, Ava's ethereal beauty and grace were in a league of their own.
