"Y-you should come in first. Master has issued a Jianghu Kill Order. If you're discovered, you're done for."
As she spoke, Zhou Zhiruo inexplicably opened the door for Jiang Siming.
After Jiang Siming entered, he boldly pulled Zhou Zhiruo into his arms.
Zhou Zhiruo struggled halfheartedly a few times, but eventually let Jiang Siming do as he pleased.
"H-how did you sneak into the Emei Sect?"
Only then did Zhou Zhiruo remember that security in the Emei Sect was extremely tight, with sheer cliffs everywhere. How had he managed to sneak in?
"I flew in," Jiang Siming replied.
"Hmph, you're lying. Fine, don't tell me." Zhou Zhiruo assumed Jiang Siming simply didn't want to tell her.
Jiang Siming laughed helplessly. No one ever believed the truth. He was almost used to it.
"Why did you come to my Emei Sect? Is there something you need?"
Held in Jiang Siming's arms, Zhou Zhiruo's face was flushed bright red. She lowered her head, pressed her lips together, and asked softly.
"To visit my two wives," Jiang Siming said.
He had originally intended to take them away, but after thinking it over, he gave up on the idea.
He wasn't often in the dungeon worlds. Where would he put them if he took them away? It was better to let them stay on Mount Emei. He could always fly over whenever he had free time.
A hint of joy appeared on Zhou Zhiruo's face. Then she looked at Jiang Siming again—the figure who had appeared countless times in her mind over the past month.
The longer she looked, the more flustered Zhou Zhiruo became, and the more handsome she found Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming felt the same way. Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's charming appearance made his heart itch with impatience.
In the end,