Wu Sidu huffily turned and went into the bathroom, casually slamming the door shut behind her and shutting out Lu Jun's amused, teasing gaze.
The faint sound of running water soon came from behind the door, fine and dense at first before becoming a steady flow. The sound of warm water striking skin was especially clear in the quiet room.
Steaming vapor, carrying a hazy white mist, seeped out in wisps through the gap beneath the door, condensing into an exceedingly thin, glistening film of water on the floor.
A sweet, elegant scent of body wash gradually spread through the air, like lime after rain mingled with a faint floral fragrance, quietly dispelling the stagnant, dusty traces left behind by cultivation.
Lu Jun sat down on the plain chair by the window, his fingertips unconsciously brushing against the cold metal window frame.
His gaze fell upon the tightly shut bathroom door. His transcendent Spiritual Power could easily have penetrated that barrier, allowing him to see the faintly visible graceful silhouette amid the swirling steam, that lustrous fair skin soaked by hot water, and the wet strands of hair clinging to her shoulders and back...
But the thought had barely crossed his mind before he forcefully withdrew every strand of Spiritual Power he had extended.
Stop.
He told himself.
At a time like this, you're still thinking about that?
He then shook his head with a faintly self-mocking smile and turned his gaze toward the sea and sky beyond the window.
In the distance, several massive cargo ships moved slowly across the deep blue sea like silent beasts, carving white wakes through the water.
White seagulls stretched their wings and circled freely beneath the azure sky, occasionally crying out with clear calls that harmonized with the rhythm of waves striking the