She was a temptress.
Chen Wen immediately saw Li Xiangyu sit up, half-covered and half-revealed.
Especially those snow-white, smooth shoulders—they flashed so brightly they stung the eyes.
Li Xiangyu, however, calmly straightened her black robe, then stood up.
Fine. That made her even more alluring.
Chen Wen sighed helplessly in his heart and silently recited a hundred times: form is emptiness, emptiness is form.
Li Xiangyu came up to Chen Wen and gave him a solemn bow. "Thank you for what just happened."
Chen Wen shook his head. "I came here to help. Naturally, I should do everything I can as well as possible."
"You really do draw the lines very clearly," Li Xiangyu said with a light laugh.
"A man without trust cannot stand. I think Senior is the same," Chen Wen said with a faint smile.
Li Xiangyu did not say much more. Instead, she said, "I hear you're only twenty-two this year?"
Chen Wen nodded. "More or less. I haven't deliberately kept track of these things."
"Very young. Those grandnephews of mine are old enough to be your fathers," Li Xiangyu said, half-joking.
What did she mean?
Was she reminding me not to get any ideas about her?
Or was she hinting that I shouldn't take what happened just now to heart?
For a moment, thought after thought flashed through Chen Wen's mind.
Maybe both.
Chen Wen took a deep breath, then said, "Haha, then should I call you Ancestor?"
Li Xiangyu was slightly startled, then said, "That would not be unacceptable. Having a junior like you would be an honor."
Chen Wen smiled. "Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Li Xiangyu also pressed out a faint smile. "As long as you're willing."
I saw Ancestor's whole body once over.
I'm fucking the first one, aren't I?