Zhao Yuan had no idea about the psychological trauma the thugs suffered after he left. If he had known, he would have only spat out two words: "Deserved it!"
Leading Lin Xue by the hand, he wound through streets and alleys for over ten minutes before arriving at the entrance of his apartment complex.
"Where exactly are we going?" Lin Xue couldn't help but ask, seeing Zhao Yuan pulling her into the complex.
Zhao Yuan answered, "Didn't I tell you? I'm going to teach you how to cultivate."
Lin Xue asked again, "We're going to cultivate here, in this complex?"
Zhao Yuan nodded. "Yeah, I'm renting a room here."
"Oh, I see." Lin Xue felt a little nervous and hesitant. 'Following a guy back to his rented room this late at night... are we really just going to cultivate? Or is he implying something else?'
Just as her mind was racing, Zhao Yuan remembered something and said to Lin Xue, "Wait here for a second. I need to go buy something."
"What are you buying?" Lin Xue asked.
