The night passed.
In the morning, Chen Yi learned from the innkeeper that the group of Martial Artist Taoists had already left. He nodded slightly, thinking they must have returned to Dragon and Tiger Mountain to report back.
He figured that this group of Daoists would embellish the story when they got back, painting him as a heinous villain. Chen Yi didn't care much; his involvement in this affair was accidental, and since he was only here to deliver a sword, he didn't need to worry about how the Daoists viewed him.
Chen Yi went outside the inn to buy some breakfast and stepped in with his left foot first.
Returning to the room, he was about to walk past the screen when he suddenly heard Yin Tingxue's playful voice: "Hold on! I'm bathing with Sister Donggong."
Chen Yi was slightly stunned, inexplicably feeling a surge of heat in his lower abdomen.
He suddenly felt dirty all over.
