The Capable Can Do Anything

Feng Jun had found himself an excuse, and his mindset had more or less adjusted.

He even wondered whether there were plenty of beautiful female cultivators among the cultivators on the Phone Plane.

That was true too. Once female cultivators reached a profound level of cultivation, perhaps they could even make minor adjustments to their faces and figures—if the Technology Plane had cosmetic surgery, how could the Cultivation Plane possibly fall far behind?

As he let his thoughts wander, he became slightly distracted. Who would have thought that the girl would suddenly cut in and even criticize him?

Did she have to exaggerate so much? Feng Jun felt somewhat wronged, but he could not be bothered to argue with her. He merely turned to Gao Qiang, waiting for him to uphold justice—what she had done was rather rude to him.

But with one glance, he knew the special forces soldier was no help—his mind had been utterly captivated!

So he looked at Yuan Huapeng instead.

For that brief instant, Yuan Lao's gaze had also turned hazy. But when he thought of his wife in the private room, he quickly came to his senses, lowered his head to lift his teacup, and did not even raise his eyelids, concealing his possible lapse.

Seeing that neither of them could be counted on, Feng Jun could only speak up himself. Otherwise, the other party's aura would become even harder to contain.

He smiled faintly. "Miss, of course my little abilities aren't worth your notice."

Nowadays, "miss" was a broad term for women, much like the overused title "young lady."

But when he said that, Gao Qiang and Yuan Huapeng both looked at him—such breathtaking beauty, and he was calling her "miss"? That seemed a little... too frivolous.

When Yu Qingzhu heard that, her