"I'll... I'll go see how their cultivation is going."
Shen Lang took a bite of the fruit in his hand, stood up, and walked toward the lake, a little flustered.
"Hmph!" Nalan Ziyun snorted softly. Her eyes followed his retreating back, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
A faint blush colored her cheeks. Her expression was a playful mix of smile and smirk, exuding a captivating charm that left the approaching Shen Jianfeng dumbfounded.
"Once you've seen the ocean, no other water will do. You two definitely have a thing."
Shen Jianfeng's poetry addiction was acting up again.
But he had likely forgotten Nalan Ziyun's fierce reputation back in Celestial Phoenix City. The words had barely left his lips when a fragrant scent wafted over, and Nalan Ziyun's fist slammed into his chest.
"Black Tiger Heart Stealing!"
Shen Jianfeng's vision went black. Before he could even cry for help, he was hit with several more punches and kicks, beaten straight to the ground.
