"My lord, my lord, please... please have mercy on this humble lady~~ I really can't... can't take it anymore..."
On the bed, the beautiful woman's hair was disheveled, her soft~ panting continuous.
On top of her, a robust cultivator in the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm was working with his head down. Sweat trickled down his sturdy back, almost soaking the sheets beneath him.
And at this exact moment.
Outside the window, several yards away on a rooftop, two figures were concealed in the shadows, watching from afar.
In the hazy night, the outlines of these two figures were very obscure, yet the slender silhouettes were faintly discernible. Clearly, both were women.
Each of them wore a cloak, almost blending into the night. One was slightly taller, while the other carried a large box-like container on her back, which by its material and shape, was obviously a Spirit Insect Master's insect box.
