Chu Feng repeatedly assured her and honestly sat outside to cultivate, incidentally acting as her guard.
Although he was no gentleman, sneaking peeks at a woman bathing was beneath the dignity of Alchemy Venerate Chu Feng.
At this moment, it was already night, and the wind outside the room was blowing fiercely. The leaves rustled loudly in the wind.
The Eastern Wind is Clear, the western wind brings rain; looking at this situation, it's likely going to rain soon.
Chu Feng took out a Pei Yuan Elixir, placed it in his mouth, and slowly refined its effect, guiding it into the Fake Sword Vein.
Bursts of surging elixir energy rampaged inside Chu Feng's body, coursing through, then merging into his sword meridians.
His heart was always suspended with worry.
