With Divine Son Li's strength, would he even need to do that? (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

Despite her best friend's tempting words, Hua Rumeng still struggled inwardly.

Although she had not seen her husband and daughter for many years, she still held them close to her heart. How could she possibly do anything to betray them?

Only after her best friend's repeated urging did Hua Rumeng finally decide to seek Li Chen's guidance in swordsmanship privately.

After all, according to He Ying, when Li Chen first approached her, he merely pretended to make inadvertent physical contact.

As long as she showed enough aversion, surely Li Chen would not entertain wicked intentions and take things further.

What did a little physical contact matter if it could improve my mastery of the sword? Her thoughts in turmoil, Hua Rumeng finally made up her mind.

After knocking on the gate of Li Chen's courtyard and receiving permission, Hua Rumeng entered with her heart in her throat.

"Make yourself at home, Sect Master Hua." Dressed in black, Li Chen sat alone at the stone table drinking tea. The steam curling off the Hundred-Flower Spring Water added a touch of mystery to his already extraordinary, noble bearing.

Hua Rumeng hardly dared converse with Li Chen, afraid she might fall under that inexplicable spell just like her best friend. She went straight to the point. "Young Master Li, I've come to seek your guidance in swordsmanship. Do you have some time to spare?"

Li Chen had previously said that she was welcome to seek him out for guidance in swordsmanship. Although Hua Rumeng thought those had probably been mere pleasantries, surely he had no reason to refuse now that she had swallowed her pride and come to ask.

Li Chen slowly set down his teacup and pointed at the Sidearm Sword at Hua Rumeng's side. "Mm. Sect Master Hua, could you lend