Fuck, wait, what the hell was going on?
It wasn't just Kuafu—Yan Qingge was also completely dumbfounded.
On an open patch of ground not far away, Lord Neptune of the Roman Lineage was doing his best to flex his biceps, propping himself up on his trident as he laughed boldly at the sky, showing off his great achievements and strength to a beautiful woman he had happened to meet.
Unfortunately, she didn't seem interested.
She merely nodded slightly, as though she were listening, but even a hopelessly straight guy like Kuafu could see the perfunctory indifference beneath the surface.
This was fucking ridiculous.
As core members of the Dongxia Lineage, no matter how withdrawn they might have been, they had all dealt with Orchard Gym quite a bit. Ever since Young Master Chu had been transferred to Jinling, he had practically treated Orchard Gym as East Xia's designated internal training facility. No one knew how Big Cousin had managed to shamelessly rope the reclusive Old Man Luo into this arrangement, but nobody had ever considered the father and daughter outsiders.
It was common enough to bring a couple pounds of hairtail fish when visiting during holidays or while passing by.
That was why, when they heard Huai Shi had extended his "sinful black hand" toward Luo Xian, they had found it unbelievable. Brother, you really had guts—but you were also truly fearless.
Still, even without knowing the details, everyone was happy to see the relationship between the two reach some sort of conclusion.
Now that they saw her here, the two recovered after a brief moment of surprise. But what truly shocked Yan Qingge was... after being pestered for so long, Luo Xian hadn't blown the guy's head off?
Kuafu's shock was even simpler—if Luo Xian was here, could that