Ye Liuyun was the most gifted of the Four Grandmasters, the only one who had broken through to Grandmaster through his own insight.
The same cultivation method displayed power in his hands that no one else could match.
By the time Ye Linger broke through to the seventh rank, dusk had already fallen. She was beside herself with joy, eager to find someone she knew to share it with.
She sincerely thanked Zhou Cheng and took her leave, ready to go home.
But with meat delivered right to his lips, how could Zhou Cheng let it slip away so easily?
She was his fiancée to begin with. Ye Linger had no choice at all.
He was no true gentleman like Fan Xian. By the time Ye Linger realized something was wrong and tried to flee, it was already too late!
The night deepened.
Tear tracks clung to the corners of Ye Linger's eyes. Her whole body felt as though it had fallen apart, and her eyes brimmed with regret.
She had guessed that Zhou Cheng harbored ill intentions, yet she had clung to the hope that she might get lucky and failed to resist temptation.
Sang Wen brought hot water and carefully wiped her body clean. Though she felt a little jealous, the sight of Ye Linger looking so pitiful made her turn back and shoot Zhou Cheng a reproachful glare.
Zhou Cheng put on an innocent expression. There was nothing he could do-martial arts practitioners were different from ordinary girls, and he had inadvertently indulged himself a little too much.
He casually draped an outer robe over himself and went to the study.
Teng Zijing had already been waiting for quite some time.
Protected by that strand of Zhou Cheng's true qi during the day, Teng Zijing had