"Hiss~"
"Ah~"
"Why does this feel... so strange?!"
Zeng Anmin's complexion flushed red as he could not help turning his head to look at Sai Chuxue.
The continuous electric numbness across his back gave his body a wondrous sensation he had never experienced before.
Behind him, Sai Chuxue paid no heed to the strands of hair hanging naturally by her temples.
Her gaze was fixed on his back with utmost seriousness.
Her fingers moved forward little by little, while the hand holding the brush tip flickered with a trace of azure light.
"Don't move. It'll be done soon."
Sai Chuxue's somewhat grave voice came through.
??
Outside the door, Qin Shouchang began to doubt his own ears.
As someone with experience.
Naturally, he could hear the indecency within the room.
But.
Hadn't the things men and women were supposed to say been reversed...?
Qin Shouchang narrowed his eyes.
A breath of Vast Righteous Qi slowly brewed within his chest.
A faint killing intent flickered in his eyes.
Because this situation.
Was extremely similar to the scenes he remembered of ghosts and monsters deceiving scholars to steal their yang energy!
"This is sacred ground of the Imperial Academy! What demon dares make mischief here?!"
As the nemesis of demons and ghosts throughout the land, Confucian Cultivators were innately disgusted by other species.
With a bang!
Qin Shouchang stepped forward without hesitation and shoved open the storeroom door!
Then strode inside!
Once through the door, his gaze went straight toward the inner room.
A highly oppressive Vast Righteous Qi gathered from within his chest.
Their eyes met.
Zeng Anmin looked innocently at Qin Shouchang before him.
Qin Shouchang looked at the bare-chested Zeng Anmin.
And at Sai Chuxue behind him, who was putting away her brush.
His brow furrowed deeply.