"..."
Fang Che's face twisted.
Bi Yunyan covered her mouth and laughed from the side.
Yan Beihan said, "Then Yun Yan and I will start cultivating the Heavenly Yin Locking Charm these next few days. Chief Fang, it looks like we'll have to trouble you during these final years."
Fang Che hurriedly grabbed her. "There's no need to rush these next few days, is there? You have to leave me some time!"
"Leave you some time? Hehe, what do you need time for?" Yan Beihan snorted irritably.
"You!"
Chief Fang used only one word, yet it turned Lord Yan's entire face into a red persimmon.
In the end, after Chief Fang and Bi Yunyan pleaded together, they were given half a month.
Chief Fang cherished those fifteen days dearly and hardly practiced at all.
The two women, meanwhile, clung to him more than ever.
Half a month later...
Chief Fang was driven out of the warm, silky bedclothes.
Carrying Little Bear and Little Whitey, he went to the cave abode, whose mold patches had already grown nearly as tall as a person.
After struggling to clean it for two hours with little effect—the moldy smell was unbearable—he simply dug a new cave.
A man, a tiger, and a bear huddled pitifully inside, struggling to get by.
According to Lord Yan, they had to get used to this from now on. Otherwise, if he still carried a woman's scent and someone discovered it, wouldn't all their efforts be wasted?
For the sake of an everlasting cause and eternal happiness, Chief Fang would just have to suffer a little.
With things already said to this point, what else could Chief Fang say? Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan began secluded cultivation of the Heavenly Yin Locking Charm.
They had to reach the minor