"But...."
Cen Xing'er tilted her head, seemingly still confused, "I noticed earlier, many of the women, they're not young anymore, and some even have children. Aren't they afraid their husbands at home will get jealous?"
Bai Feng said:
"They're certainly not afraid."
"They firmly believe Ji Taimei will eventually favor them, but little do they know, in the eyes of Ji Taimei, who has countless beautiful saintesses, they are nothing but plain and unattractive."
"Oh well, let's not talk about those foolish people anymore."
"Xing'er, you go find an inn to rest for now. Early tomorrow morning, we'll continue our journey and should reach the Altar of Hehuan Sect by noon."
"Oh, okay!"
Cen Xing'er nodded with a smile, then remembered something, "Wait! Master, you...."
She blushed and walked forward, grabbing her master's large hand.
After making sure no one was around.
