Tang Aining blushed as she picked up the soap and gently rubbed it across Lin Feng's back, carefully working it over every inch of his skin.
This was the first time she had ever touched a man, and she hadn't expected it to feel this intimate.
Her heartbeat quickened, a faint warmth rising to her cheeks.
She had the urge to go further, to do something even more personal and erotic, but just as that thought surfaced, Lin Feng's voice stopped her.
"So… you truly believe in what your cards tell you, Aining?" Lin Feng asked calmly.
"I do, Master Lin Feng," Tang Aining replied without hesitation. "My cards have been with me since I was very young, and they have never deceived me… unlike people."
Her tone was sincere, carrying a quiet certainty.
She wasn't even surprised that Lin Feng knew about her secret.
In her eyes, his cultivation was likely far beyond hers, to the point where such knowledge would be trivial to him.
