Tang Feng felt utterly overwhelmed; he truly didn't fancy the women at that event, too enchanting, stirring a perverse fire throughout his body.
So he got up and left.
After walking out of the attic, he wandered along the riverbank. To tell the truth, the spiritual energy of this world felt incredibly familiar to him.
Everything here held a special place in his heart.
Once, he believed he would never return here, now every step felt surreal.
Perhaps everything had changed, but the memories of the past warmed him.
Only the Cultivation World gave him a sense of belonging, like returning home.
Scenes from his early days of cultivation surfaced in his mind.
He harbored deep sentiment for this place.
The people and everything here delighted Tang Feng's divine sense.
Ouch!
Suddenly, a cry of surprise pulled Tang Feng back to reality.
Instinctively, he caught something in his arms—a woman.
"How can you walk like that, let go of me," the woman said indignantly.
Huh!