When Du Youqian returned to his cave residence with the curvaceous Kun Cultivator, Fang Hua's wide eyes were filled with confusion.
Her gaze shifted back and forth several times, moving from the face of the stunningly beautiful Kun Cultivator—who kept her head bowed in shyness—to Du Youqian's.
Her expression clearly asked: 'What's gotten into you? You go out for one meeting and bring a hottie home? Are they giving them out as party favors now?'
Ah, that was the wrong internal voice.
It should have been: 'Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this? You said you were going to a meeting, so why have you returned with such a bewitching young lady? Is this one of the benefits of reaching Core Formation as a True Inheritor of the Holy Blood Sect?'
Du Youqian, however, had a clear conscience. He beckoned over an attendant and had him lead the Kun Cultivator away to get settled.
