Tang Yan sat like a stone statue.
He did not need to think much about the scene behind him. The sound of the girls laughing and playing alone told him it was a vivid, sensual sight.
His body was not made of stone.
Although his expression was calm, inwardly he was suffering.
Since they had invited him so warmly, taking a look was no sin. Why not look?
Once that thought arose, it was like an incantation, growing unchecked in his heart like wild grass.
Why not turn around?
What am I holding on to?
Amid this pool full of springtime allure, Tang Yan suddenly entered a state of questioning his own heart.
Why not turn around?
First, I value my word!
Having promised Immortal Maiden Qinglan that I would not break the rules, how could I betray her trust?
Second, I value benevolence!
Under normal circumstances, these women would not want to be seen. Right now, in this particular setting, their playfulness has temporarily clouded their reason.
Taking advantage of the situation to violate them would be unkind.
Third, I observe propriety!
A Sage said, "Look not upon what is improper." If it is not mine to see, why must I look?
So what I am facing now is not actually the ninety-nine women behind me, but the desires deep within my own heart!
Having thought through the logic, Tang Yan felt his mind become much clearer and began overcoming the desires in his heart.
"Turn him around! Let's see how long he can keep pretending to be proper!" the round-faced woman cried.
Working together, several women turned Tang Yan's seated body around.
Many of the women felt their hearts clench when they saw Tang Yan turn around. But once they discovered his eyes were tightly shut, they