Butterfly Lovers Star.
At night, the sky was filled with twinkling stars.
The daytime festivities had ended, leaving only a serene stillness at night.
Wang Hao stood by the windowsill of the Perfume Pavilion, a trace of fear in his eyes.
The reason was that the Master of Sky Fox had hit him during the day, which left him unable to calm down.
Now, whenever he closed his eyes, he felt a heart-piercing pain that made his soul tremble.
At the same time, Wang Hao finally understood the gap between himself and these top-level experts; they could kill him as easily as squashing an ant with just a look.
The little fox hugged Wang Hao from behind, concerned, "Wang Hao, brother, does it still hurt!?"
Wang Hao exhaled, "Phew, it doesn't hurt anymore. But I need to train hard recently and strive to reach the Supreme cultivation level soon."
The little fox smiled sweetly, "Looks like Master's hit wasn't in vain; at least it knocked the laziness out of you."
