I have to say, Luo Linlang had a real knack for making things awkward.
Li Qiancheng hadn't even considered that angle. After all, cultivators didn't sweat the small stuff. What was the big deal about a man and a woman sharing a room? It wasn't like they'd be sleeping in the same bed.
But after Luo Linlang's comment, Li Qiancheng found himself in a tight spot.
If he insisted on staying, it would look like he had improper intentions toward the young lady.
But if he didn't, he'd worry that Lu Sangjiu was in danger.
His expression turned awkward. For someone as direct and outspoken as him, it was rare to be left utterly speechless.
Ye Zhiyao was angry too. "Loro Linlang, keep your filthy thoughts to yourself! I only agreed to cooperate. That doesn't mean you can insult me whenever you please. Don't push your luck!"
Ever since Luo Linlang had defeated Ye Zhiyao in the arena, Ye Zhiyao had always harbored jealousy and resentment toward her.
