When Ye Zhen sensed Liao Feibai's delicate body trembling as though struck by lightning, he realized something was wrong and immediately understood what had happened.
Back when he and Caiyi had ridden the Cloud Winged Tiger King across the world, this often happened. Whenever Caiyi sat in front, Ye Zhen would unconsciously wrap an arm around her slender waist.
After so long, it had practically become instinct and habit.
Ye Zhen had not expected that habit to persist to this day.
Embarrassed, Ye Zhen hurriedly pulled his hand back. Still, inwardly, he could not help praising Liao Feibai's figure.
The clothes Liao Feibai normally wore were somewhat loose, revealing only the faint outline of her exquisite curves. But now that he had personally felt her, Ye Zhen discovered that her waist was truly slender. Paired with that full, proud chest, if she wore any less, she would be absolutely breathtaking.
"Do that again, and I'll chop off those dog paws of yours!"
Liao Feibai's scolding made Ye Zhen breathe a sigh of relief. He had thought Liao Feibai would draw her sword and chase him down for half the day!
"You reached a partnership with him?" After several breaths of silence, Liao Feibai suddenly spoke. "But you need to be careful. That man's cultivation is too high. Cooperating with people like them is no different from seeking a tiger's skin—you might be swallowed whole, hide, bones, and all, if you are not careful."
"Instructor, I understand."
"Stop calling me Instructor. It feels strange. You and I come from the same sect, Qi Yun Sect, and your standing is the same as mine. Going by the Sect Master's intention to have you take over Qi Yun Sect, your standing is even higher than mine. From now on, call me Senior Sister!"