Within Chu Manor.
Every day was filled with music and revelry.
Time slipped quietly by.
One month later.
Chu Jiang came to the Hundred Flowers Sect for the third time, traveling with Sikong Miaoyin.
Great Yin Cold Pond.
"Husband, don't do it here..."
Waves of water splashed up within the pond.
Afterward.
Sikong Miaoyin's delighted cries came in endless succession.
Bai Ruoxue, who was attending outside the cave entrance, flushed red.
"Senior Sister, it's already been twenty days. They still haven't come out?"
"Isn't that far too long?"
A beautiful female disciple standing nearby could not help asking.
"Don't talk. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask," Bai Ruoxue chided coyly, a blush flashing across her face.
Given Chu Jiang's current identity and status, never mind one woman—even ten or a hundred women, even the entire Hundred Flowers Sect—
So long as he said the word, they would all have to go in and attend him in bed.
It was simply that Lord Chu had no such need at present.
Thirty days later.
Sikong Miaoyin and Chu Jiang emerged from the Great Yin Cold Pond together.
The surrounding maidservants looked at Chu Jiang with eyes as seductive as silk, feeling as though their sewers were about to flood.
Such a physique truly made one envious.
But the Sect Master was truly fierce. She had actually endured Lord Chu alone for thirty days. No wonder she could become the mistress of the household.
"Lord Chu, the Hundred Flowers Sect has prepared a banquet for you." Seeing the two emerge, Bai Ruoxue hurried forward to welcome them.
"Mm."
Chu Jiang nodded slightly. Naturally, he could not possibly have been doing that for all thirty days. Even if he could endure it, Sikong Miaoyin could not.
The two chatted from the heart, discussed the