Sophia and Avril's conversation naturally could not escape Feng Jun's perception.
However, he did not care much about this sort of reminder. A person was who they were—could a reminder really change anything?
What truly surprised him was that Avril actually had such a good impression of Shi Jie.
After the two women came over, Sophia greeted him first. "Master, she's here."
Feng Jun waved a hand. "Go take a shower. Avril can stay."
Sophia did not have the body odor common among white women. After training for a while, the sweat on her body even carried a faint milky scent. Feng Jun had only remembered that Western Continent people were accustomed to showering in the morning after overhearing their conversation.
Hearing this, Sophia gave him a slightly suspicious glance, then nodded and turned to enter the house.
Avril spoke casually enough, but when she thought about how these one man and two women could decide whether she would be allowed to cultivate, she could not help feeling nervous. She did not need Sophia to remind her to feel reverence and awe.
Feng Jun sent a strand of Divine Thought to Little Celestial Master. Without either of them moving so much as a shoulder, they slowly rose into the air, hovering more than a foot above the ground. They looked down at Avril without saying a word.
Avril had originally been quite nervous, but upon seeing the two of them actually fly, her surprise temporarily overwhelmed her anxiety.
Her lips moved as though she were about to ask a question, but in the end, she said nothing.
Feng Jun and Little Celestial Master likewise remained silent, simply staring down at her expressionlessly.
This was not merely a display of cultivation; it could also place considerable pressure on the other party.