When everyone returned to the Dragon Emperor Temple, they did not disperse. Instead, Huang Baimei directly summoned them to a council hall reserved for the Dragon Emperor Temple's Divine Generals to hold a meeting.
Inside the council hall, Huang Baimei sat in the seat of honor. Zhang Tie sat in the first seat to Huang Baimei's lower left, marking his status. Seated opposite Zhang Tie was Leng Manxue, while the prim-and-proper pretty boy Zhou Baifei sat beside him. Jiang Ruoxin sat beside Leng Manxue. The rest took their respective seats according to rank. The scene truly carried something of the air of the leaders of a jianghu sect gathered together for deliberation.
Zhang Tie looked grave on the surface, but his mind was somewhat elsewhere. He knew better than anyone what had truly happened last night, so he could not bring himself to be serious. Looking at the people across from him and recalling what he had seen during that day's "spirit wandering," his gaze unconsciously drifted to Jiang Ruoxin's chest.
It really did seem a little smaller. A 35C, more than a size smaller than Ji Yuelan's, and even Leng Manxue beside her surpassed it. Still, at least they were fairly perky. After all, she was a female Knight...
He had barely finished comparing the women's figures in his mind when Zhang Tie felt two scorching gazes fixed on his face. He raised his eyes and happened to see Jiang Ruoxin glaring at him shyly. Even Ji Yuelan, seated several places away, was looking at him with her lips pouted, while Leng Manxue beside her seemed to have sensed something and abruptly turned her gaze over.
Under the stares of three women, Zhang Tie awkwardly shifted his eyes away and coughed softly twice.
Fortunately, a female deacon entered at