Pei Mianman ran into the room with a reddened face. When she saw the face she yearned for day and night in the floating recording mirror, the corners of her lips moved and she pouted coquettishly, saying, “Ah Zu, this is Jadefall Palace’s recording mirror! It’ll alert the entire sect whenever you use it, so how can you use something like this just to talk to me?” Even though she was always more enthusiastic and took the initiative, when it came to talking to her sweetheart in front of her elders and letting everyone in the sect know, she wanted to crawl into a hole and hide out of embarrassment.0

When he saw this rare instance of bashfulness from Pei Mianman, Zu An found it quite adorable. His mood improved considerably as he replied, “I missed you. How can I worry about anything else?”0

“You’re so annoying~” Pei Mianman exclaimed. Even though she was a bit embarrassed, she still found her sweetheart’s words sweet. A bit of charm returned to her eyes.0

“Hm? Your cultivation seems to have increased quite a bit,” Zu An said with a bit of shock. He could sense a tangible intent from the other party’s body. This seemed to be a unique threshold that was only possible after reaching a certain point in one’s...0