Ye Fan very much enjoyed seeing Sang Yuan in this state of nervousness and contradiction—a woman who had truly achieved immortality yet was so fearful when it came to matters of men and women. At this moment, more than some ancient mighty being, he felt like a creator, able to decide a woman's joys and sorrows.
Ye Fan leaned in and blew a breath into Sang Yuan's ear, leaving her mind in a complete blank.
"I told you before, once you send off the people from the major sects, wait for me in this room, be honest. Haha."
With that, Ye Fan opened the door and walked out; it was a while before Sang Yuan regained her senses and hurriedly followed.
"What was Junior Brother doing inside for so long?" Wu Ding wasn't very familiar with Sang Yuan and assumed Ye Fan and Sang Yuan were discussing matters in the room.
Ye Fan laughed, "Is Senior Sister very concerned about this?"
