Liu Xiaolou finally crawled inside, lying stiffly on the felt blanket, afraid to move carelessly. Fifth Lady's sister was beside him—what was he supposed to do? He had absolutely no experience with this.
"Zhuniang, you... what level is your cultivation at? When will you reach Foundation Establishment?"
"Not yet. I've reached Qi Refining Perfection, but I've never found the opportunity for Foundation Establishment, so... mm, I've been traveling everywhere."
Liu Xiaolou drew a deep breath. The Misty Incense Tendon around his wrist poked its head out slightly. Fifth Lady was a Foundation Establishment expert; the gap in cultivation was far too great, so he did not dare use Bewitching Incense rashly. But Qingzhu beside him had not reached Foundation Establishment yet. Even if she had reached Qi Refining Perfection and might not fall to the incense, he could still give it a try.
The tent was so small, and the night was so long... there was every opportunity. If this was a trap, then he would simply accept it! Thirty-four spirit stones—at worst, he would just forgo them!
He was nervous, so his breathing inevitably grew a little heavy. Qingzhu beside his pillow laughed. "All right, no need to be like this. You and I can be considered acquainted, so let's speak openly."
Huh? The Misty Incense Tendon was so startled by those words that it shrank back. Liu Xiaolou was somewhat dumbfounded and turned to look at her.
Then she said leisurely, "Actually, I more or less know about your affairs. We're sisters, so there's no need to hide things from each other."
"Sisters?"
"You don't like women. If that doesn't make us sisters, what does? Of course, if you want to call us brothers, I don't mind."
"Zhuniang traveled with me all this way just for this?"
"Not