Hearing Qianxun's words, Huo Tianzun's heart relaxed.
He then quietly let out a breath, stood up, and swiftly walked towards the bathroom, quickly dropping the words, "I'm going to take a shower."
Qianxun watched his almost fleeing figure and giggled, rolling on the bed with laughter.
Huo Tianzun, inside the bathroom, heard Qianxun's joyful laughter and a helpless expression appeared on his face.
Cold water poured from the shower, running down Huo Tianzun's hair.
He closed his eyes, but in his mind, it was entirely occupied by the sight he had just seen—that patch of snow-white skin that was fatally tempting yet temporarily unattainable.
Just wait, just two more years.
After all, he had been a monk for over twenty years; those two years wouldn't make a difference, right?
But after glancing at his physiological reaction, Huo Tianzun couldn't help but sigh helplessly.
Alright, he admitted, he wasn't sure if he could wait until she turned eighteen.
