"Remember this."
"You are my precious disciple, whom I've personally raised. You absolutely cannot be ogled by other filthy men, except, um... you understand, don't you?"
"I..."
Feng Lingxue stared vacantly at the man's every move, stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and said, "Lingxue... understands."
At the same time.
Her heart quietly stirred with ripples!
Oh my...
He had been looking at my chest earlier, just to help me adjust my collar!
Ten years apart!
Once again returning to my true master's side, receiving his admonition and gentle teachings!
Feng Lingxue only felt her nose turn sour, quickly turning her head to the side, forcefully controlling her emotions, and holding back the tears!
"No! It can't be like this!"
"Everything about this guy is a facade! Xing'er and Ling Yin were trapped this way! I... I, as the senior sister, am the last clarity and hope of Youluo Palace! I... must keep my original intentions, quietly wait for the opportunity to arrive!"