After they finally finished touring all of Liuxian Peak, Changfan wasn't the least bit tired. He wasn't even flushed or out of breath, looking completely unfazed.
Even though Shen Lang had reached the Golden Core Stage, she was covered in a fine sheen of sweat after walking over the entire mountain. Yet the Silver-haired Immortal Venerable remained pristine in his white robes, as immaculate as snow, without a hint of disarray.
She was instantly mortified.
The thought that this whole crazy idea had been hers—that she had pestered him into completing it—made her feel even more frustrated. Even though she knew he was a mighty Immortal Venerable with the stamina of a god, she was still upset.
Changfan noticed her expression. His gaze fell upon her face as he asked faintly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
