The wind outside the window blew gently, lifting the thin veil inside the hall.
A young man, robust and flawless, was dressing at the moment.
Meanwhile, on the bed, a sensual and charming woman sat up, already dressed, combing her hair, her cheeks a peachy pink as she gazed at the young man tenderly like flowing water.
"Ning Lang is getting more and more vigorous," the woman cooed, her voice soft enough to melt bones.
The two weren't strangers; they were Bai Yuting of the Ancient Great World's Nan Gu Mountain God Dao and Ning Tong of the Xuanhuang Great World's Xuanzhou Mountain God Dao.
No one knew what kind of relationship these two had to develop to such an extent.
Ning Tong finished dressing, came before Bai Yuting, and smiled saying, "Is it not because you are becoming ever more beautiful."
Bai Yuting rolled her eyes,
Ning Tong smiled slightly and said slowly, "After all, that's all our transaction amounts to."
