Luna hesitated, caught off guard by the question.
"I-I'm Luna Burrows, Young Master," she stammered, lowering her head slightly out of respect to the robes he now wore. Luna knew for a fact that she was older than Riley.
At 29, she was four years his senior—Riley was only 25. Yet, everyone in the sect found it hilarious that he was the oldest man still in the outer court.
Being called a "girl" was downright absurd!
Standing at 5'5", Luna might not have been the most beautiful woman in the sect, but her figure exuded undeniable allure.
Her green inner disciple robes hugged her curves in all the right places, leaving little doubt that her bosom was, at the very least, a generous DD.
Riley's smile didn't waver, but there was a glint of amusement in his eyes.
Still, there was no point in turning a small issue into a big one. Riley was eager to spend the night cultivating.
