Chapter 382: Myriad Sword Formation

He was just about to continue walking when he smelled a fragrance drawing near, and a hand landed on his lower back.

Lu Xingze struggled to look back and met Lu Xingyan's starry eyes, which were veiled with danger.

He hesitated, "Senior sister... what's the problem?"

"Nothing much, I'm just checking." Lu Xingyan replied. She lifted her arm slightly and gently patted his lower back a few times.

A warmth crept up his neck to his earlobes, tinting the path with hues of dawn.

The tingling sensation coming from his lower back made Lu Xingze somewhat uncomfortable, yet strangely, he did not resist.

But Lu Xingyan's gaze, his instincts told him, was a sign that he should distance himself from Lu Xingyan at this time.

Moving as he thought, Lu Xingze spun around to face Lu Xingyan while backing away, narrowly avoiding Lu Xingyan's hand that was reaching for his lower back again.