The cold and breathtakingly beautiful woman in blue bit her lip and nodded, saying to the leader of the League of Independent Cultivators, "Then I will trouble you, League Leader."
"You are too polite, little friend."
Yu Long maintained the demeanor of a refined gentleman.
With a sweep of his sleeve, he wrapped Xiao Ran up and used a short teleportation technique to leave.
Once they were out of range of the others' senses, Yu Long immediately held her and hurriedly found a secluded place.
After setting up a formation, he began strip off their clothes and not long after that amid the ambiguous sounds, broken words could be heard.
"Ah… no… you have a partner… please do not… not there… I beg you… stop…"
"You say you do not like it? Your reaction seems to say otherwise."
"No… do not…"
…
Meanwhile, at Yu Lin's secluded cultivation site, Yu Lin who had been reduced to something like a tattered doll finally could not endure it any longer.
