A woman sat atop the high hall, dressed in cool, revealing clothes. Beneath her gauzy skirt, her pale skin showed through in glimpses without being fully exposed. That teasing allure made people itch with desire.
Her crossed legs hooked together lightly. Her phoenix eyes were brimming with spring, and her little lips were like jade nectar, making one unable to resist taking a sip.
The mixture of maturity and bewitching charm was even more provocative.
The old Daoist had already arched his body.
Even the seemingly proper, solemn monk had puffed up his muscles. Those sturdy muscles bulged and throbbed, looking exactly like some animal in Animal World courting a mate.
The male disciples from Cold Snow Sect also flushed slightly and lowered their heads, though their gazes kept drifting toward the woman's legs...
Only Jiang Lin remained unaffected.
Jiang Lin continued drinking his tea calmly, without the slightest wavering. His trousers had not moved an inch, and he wore an expression that plainly said, "Pure as Buddha" and That's it?
When the women in the hall saw Jiang Lin's expression of disdain toward female beauty, they were all delighted.
As expected, this exceedingly handsome young master did not like such vulgar women who flaunted their charms.
Compared with that young master, the others were simply pathetic! Wasn't she merely dressed a little more boldly? And that was enough to make them unable to look away?
Tsk!
Vulgar! Shameless!
Actually, there was a very good reason Jiang Lin's trousers had remained as still as a mountain...
To be honest, Jiang Lin truly thought this "Madam" looked ordinary! And as for her seductive bearing, frankly, he did not even want to look at her.
It was utterly boring.
In truth, Jiang Lin's current "sexual indifference" could not really be blamed on