When the female cultivator left with the black cat,
Chen Ye had mixed emotions and took a long time to look away.
He wondered,
If this Dao couple hadn't injured his past self, would he have crossed over?
The gaze with which Chen Ye stared at the female cultivator's back was noticed by his two apprentices.
"Master is shy..." The little girl furrowed her soft eyebrows, muttering, "Master, didn't you dislike women?"
The white-furred ball was really confused.
Previously, the master wouldn't even glance at female cultivators.
He used to have only two hobbies,
drinking wine and hitting the ball.
Then more drinking, and more hitting the ball!
The older girl, for once, did not stop Qing Jun's "disrespectful remarks," pursing her lips, equally puzzled.
Realizing that the two had caught him peeking,
Chen Ye chuckled and maintained his composure.
Food and lust are parts of human nature, why hide it?
