On a small mountain path located near the border of the Colorful Garment Nation and the Water Combing Nation...0

A young man in green walked forward slowly, with a large bamboo case on his back and a crudely and casually made hiking stick in his hand. He had already traversed fifty or so kilometers of mountain paths on foot, and he finally walked into an old and rundown temple when night arrived. The temple was covered in cobwebs, and the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings were still lying on the floor just like back then. At the same time, gusts of eerie wind would freely blow through the old temple from time to time.1

The young man lit up a campfire before closing his eyes and taking a nap. It was as if he were afraid of ghosts and fiends appearing, so he wanted to sleep but didn't dare to actually sleep.0

After approximately midnight, a series of silvery laughter once again traveled over from the distance.0

The young man in azure looked like a traveling scholar, and there was a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as his head remained low, However, this had already become a look of puzzlement and astonishment when he looked up and gazed outside again.0

The old temple was relatively large, so the young man's campfire was quite far away from the main entrance.0

There were three slender women wearing colorful dresses. One was a young girl of approximately thirteen years old with a round face and apricot eyes, one was a tall young woman of approximately twenty years old with a high bun, and one was a shapely woman whose bun was loose like blooming flowers. 0

The three women were playing around and laughing, and the shapely woman's bosom was trembling very noticeably as they smiled and hovered into the old temple like colorful butterflies. However, they surprisingly became slightly timid when they saw the wide-eyed young man, and they stopped in embarrassment and gathered together, walking slowly as they pushed each other and walked toward the campfire and the young scholar.0

The shapely woman appeared slightly bolder, and she squatted down and extended her hands toward the campfire to seek warmth as she looked directly at the young man.0

The tall woman stood to the side and peered down with a cold gaze, seemingly wanting to discern whether the young man was a dangerous libertine.0

The young girl with apricot eyes was the most timid, and she turned to her side with her fingers interlaced, her head also lowered as she looked at the tip of her embroidered shoes that were poking out from beneath the hem of her dress.0

The shapely woman suddenly faltered at this moment.0

This was because the young scholar suddenly started to smile, seemingly unable to maintain his facade of seriousness anymore.0

The shapely woman squatting on the ground surprisingly retrieved a silk handkerchief from between her large bosom, which was seemingly about to burst out from her dress at any moment. She gently fanned the handkerchief and said in a mellow voice, "Are you feeling hot, Young Master? I suddenly feel like my clothes are a little thick and heavy."0

Chen Ping'an's hands remained...0