Zhou Yan's heart stirred involuntarily, and without any concern, he sensed onward, instantly causing the purple mist to vanish.
There, a scene that dumbfounded Zhou Yan unfolded.
An array of colorful and diverse undergarments spread out like an underwear fashion show...
Outside, a strange expression flashed across Zhou Yan's face, and Huangfu Jing beside him suddenly blushed as if her face was dripping with blood.
It seemed as though something embarrassingly unspeakable had been discovered, leaving her feeling utterly disgraced.
Zhou Yan's spiritual sense swept over these colorful garments, noting many beautifully exquisite skirts among them, which were quite daring—not only were some transparent, but also very suggestive.
Not to mention, among them, there was a pink thong made from a special material that contained an ancient material.
This material, specifically, caused the Purple Flame within Zhou Yan's brow to fluctuate violently.