Many thoughts flashed through Yan Xuehen’s mind. Awkwardness and embarrassment gushed into her mind, overwhelming her.0

But Chu Chuyan suddenly grabbed her. “Master, I know you’re worried about me, but you can put your mind at ease. I’m already used to it. It’s not that different from when I was cultivating in seclusion in the White Jade Sect; it’s just a change of environment. You know I prefer quiet. Staying here might be an ordeal to others, but it’s not difficult for me.”0

“Ah?” Yan Xuehen blinked. Is that what she wants to say? She finally understood what it meant to have a guilty conscience. After breathing a sigh of relief, her conscience got to her, and she said,...0