The Little Black Tower had repeatedly assured her that it could do the job without anyone noticing. Even Qin Guan wouldn't find out.
But Su Qingjie had never imagined that Qin Guan would actually break through the Little Black Tower's Sister Great Dao and remain fully conscious the whole time.
Thinking of how she had sneaked over to Great Dao Mountain just now and taken off her clothes in front of Qin Guan of her own accord, Su Qingjie went completely numb.
She was the venerable Old Ancestor who had founded the Jieyun Immortal Mansion, a celebrated figure whose name resounded throughout the Qianyuan Star Realm.
And yet, behind everyone's backs, she had done something so disgraceful—and been caught red-handed by the person involved.
The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she felt, until she could hardly face anyone.
At that moment, Su Qingjie wanted nothing more than to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. Her mind had gone completely blank.
She lowered her head, gripping her robe tightly with both hands, her fingertips trembling.
Her usually cool and aloof face was now so red it could bleed, the flush spreading from her cheeks to her ears and neck, all the way to her collarbones.
Seeing Su Qingjie's awkward, ashamed expression, Qin Guan felt a little awkward himself.
Honestly, he really hadn't expected Su Qingjie to team up with the Little Black Tower to secretly make a move on him.
The contrast with the impression he'd had of her was so great that it caught him completely off guard.
The mountain breeze swept over the peak, swirling between the two of them.
The atmosphere grew oppressive for a moment.
The Little Black Tower suddenly transmitted to the shamefaced Su Qingjie, "What are you standing