"Do I really look that bad?"
Fan Linlin wiped the water stains from her feet back and forth, then inexplicably asked Lu Feng that question.
Lu Feng looked at Fan Linlin in astonishment, unable to understand why she had asked it, but out of kindness, he still answered with two words: "Not bad."
Fan Linlin added, "If I'm not bad, then why was that Lecherous Thief only interested in my feet?"
Lu Feng laughed speechlessly. So that was what Fan Linlin had been dwelling on. Her way of thinking truly was different from most.
Seeing that Fan Linlin was still wiping at them, to the point that the skin on her feet had turned red from rubbing—
Lu Feng teased, "Keep wiping, and you'll rub the skin raw."
Fan Linlin pouted in disgust. "If these weren't my feet, I'd have chopped them off. It's utterly revolting. Tell me, how can you men have such bizarre fetishes? Feet are dirty and smelly—what's there to touch or lick?"
Lu Feng interrupted, "That's only his personal quirk. Don't drag all men into it."
Fan Linlin gave a light snort, took out a new pair of silk stockings and shoes, and put them on. Then, her expression turning serious, she said, "Why did you only come now? I ended up caught in this disgusting mess because I was waiting for you."
"It's a long story," Lu Feng said with an apologetic sigh. "Other than encountering that man, what else did you go through?"
Fan Linlin leaped down from the tree stump and glanced at the ethereal Jade Dragon Steed nearby, surprise and delight flashing through her eyes.
"It started with the terrain map you gave us. We arrived at the designated place to wait for you, but before we had even been there long,