Nangong Feixing

Lu Suifeng stumbled back into his room, feeling restless and uneasy.

He didn’t know how he would face Ziyan’s anger later.

The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt.

How could this situation have occurred?

He didn’t even bother to close the door properly while bathing as if he wasn’t afraid of someone suddenly barging in, just like he did.

Wait a minute!

When he left, he clearly knocked on the door, but there was no response.

Could she not have heard?

That was almost impossible.

With the hearing of a Profound Venerable Realm cultivator, one could hear a pin drop within ten meters.

So why didn’t she speak up to stop him?

Could it be intentional?

Absurd speculation, how could that be possible?

Stop finding excuses to justify his actions, what’s done is done, even if it means facing death.

Lu Suifeng kept encouraging himself, muttering to himself.

Knock, knock, knock!

She’s here!