Divine Phoenix Peak, Fairy Cliff.
"Well, now it's just the two of us, master and apprentice."
"Go on, Xiao'er, is there something you want to ask me in private?"
Xiao Hongling lay lazily on a lounge chair on the grass. She casually took out a jar of fine wine and began to drink deeply, her captivating phoenix eyes glancing indifferently at her beloved disciple below.
GLUG GLUG.
The spilled wine trickled down her snow-white, delicate chin and drenched her lapels, making her perfectly proportioned, snow-white cleavage teasingly visible.
It was then that Lin Xiao finally confirmed something that had bewildered him for a long time.
It turned out that this Fairy Hongling, who awed the cultivation world of the Eastern Region and was admired by countless male cultivators, truly disliked wearing... well, much of anything in front of him.
"Ahem...."
