Bai Susu looked at Feng Qiwu in front of her, who now felt both familiar and slightly unfamiliar, and couldn't help but tighten her grip around his waist, "Shu Kuang, have you recovered?" The Feng Qiwu she knew was already quite powerful.
But now, Feng Qiwu was even more formidable than before, with an added ethereal quality, like an immortal who could leave at any moment.
This made her feel an uncontrollable sense of insecurity about not being able to hold onto him.
For a moment, Bai Susu clung even tighter to Feng Qiwu's arm.
...
Feng Qiwu then gently reached out to stroke Bai Susu's hair.
The next moment, he suddenly lifted Bai Susu into the air and, with a spin, pressed her against the large bronze cauldron in front of them, leaning in to silently express his deep yearning.
In an instant, the revered god was pulled down to the mortal realm, with his long, narrow phoenix eyes filled with intense desire, like a ravenous wolf ready to devour its prey whole.
