To believe even a single word is an insult to his intelligence.
Shen Xuan didn't care much about this fleeting romance.
The past's allure reignited today, but to him, it posed no psychological burden.
The reason he agreed to the meeting was to take advantage of the intimacy and relaxation of the Divine Soul, hoping to probe Wan Meng about the true situation of the Hehuan Sect.
At such moments, a woman's emotions are more sensitive, and her defenses are weakest.
Just moments ago, after some intimacy, Shen Xuan applied a little pressure, making Wan Meng lose herself in a trance.
Now, feeling satisfied and tender, Wan Meng was much easier to converse with.
Seemingly casually, Shen Xuan asked, "Wan Meng, does your Grandmaster Bai Yaohua have a prejudice against me?"
"Not at all."
Wan Meng lazily shook her head, "My Grandmaster quite appreciates you. She asked me to tell you that if you are willing to switch allegiances and join our Hehuan Sect, any conditions can be discussed."
