?
Chen Mo was just speaking casually, without any intention of doing anything under the public gaze, but Ling Ningzhi’s reaction truly surprised him...
But this can’t be blad on Ling Ningzhi.
In her eyes, Chen Mo was a shaless philanderer; indulging in broad daylight with subordinates at the governnt office, cavorting with two girls at Chen Mansion... What wouldn’t he dare do?
So, between being "taken advantage of" and "social death," she ultimately chose the forr.
After all, in the Secret Realm, she had already been touched by this man. A second touch didn’t seem to make a difference — Daoist Qingxuan comforted herself.
The two sat in the last row of the waiting area, completely blocked by the people in front and shielded by the wide Daoist robe, so no one noticed their little actions.
Ling Ningzhi tightly gripped Chen Mo’s wrist, afraid he would act recklessly, cautiously reached her hand from beneath her robe’s hem, placing it at her waist.
Her fingertips felt a delicate texture like mutton fat jade, a thin cloth belt digging into the soft flesh of her waist, and she could feel the lace edges of the thong he had chosen for her.
"Is this enough?" Ling Ningzhi whispered.
Even though it was a slight touch, it still made her shiver, like being stung by a bee.
Aside from that mischievous master, it was the first ti soone touched her body, and it was that annoying bad man...
Seeing Chen Mo remain silent, Ling Ningzhi beca anxious, "You promised this poor Daoist you wouldn’t make lose face in public, are you going back on your word?!"
Chen Mo snapped back to reality, laughing, "Don’t worry, I’m a petty person. If it’s mine, I wouldn’t let others even gaze at it."
Pah—
Ling Ningzhi secretly spat.
Who’s yours? This man has such thick skin...
However, her tense heart gradually cald upon hearing this.
"Sir!"
At this mont, a resonant voice rang out.
Chen Mo looked up to see a woman in a black martial robe approaching quickly, with a lithe waist and long legs, exuding heroism. Her black ponytail was tied high, carrying a Serpent Bone Blade on her shoulder, resembling a seasoned female general.
"General Li? You too joined the martial arts examination?"
Chen Mo was slightly taken aback; he hadn’t heard Li Yuan ntion this.
Li Yuan winked mischievously, smiling, "I’m just here to join the fun. Maybe I’ll et you in the arena, don’t expect to go easy on you!"
She was already obsessed with the Sword Way and had just broken through to the fifth rank, naturally eager to challenge those Heavenly Pride.
Swords and blades are rciless; injuries or deaths are common in the arena.
She signed up secretly, fearing Chen Mo might stop her.
"Miss Shen is here too?"
"And... Daoist Qingxuan?"
Seeing the two won next to Chen Mo, Li Yuan’s smile quickly faded.
Shen Zhixia was Chen Mo’s fiancée; she should be sitting in the middle by right. Now it looked as if Chen Mo was holding them both...
"Sir tells to stay away from Daoist Qingxuan, yet sits so close to her..."
"The Hundred Household Officer is allowed to set fire, but the General is not allowed to light lamps?"
Li Yuan muttered secretly in her heart.
"General Li."
Shen Zhixia nodded in greeting, her deanor dignified, fully displaying the stature of a wife.
Ling Ningzhi was about to return the greeting when her body froze, rembering that Chen Mo’s big hand was still under her robe!
The slightly calloused fingers, due to years of sword-wielding, brushed against her tender skin, gently rubbing her slender waist, sending shivers up her spine, leaving her feeling itchy and numb, unable to stop trembling.
This lecherous man!
His boldness had reached such heights!
But in front of everyone, she couldn’t forcibly remove Chen Mo’s hand, so she could only bow her head in silence, her lips biting down hard, leaving deep teeth marks.
"Mr. Chen!"
Another female voice sounded.
Lin Jingzhu approached, dressed in a crisp white martial robe, smiling brightly at Chen Mo.
"Sir, you were so late, I thought you weren’t coming."
"..."
Chen Mo shook his head.
There were a lot of acquaintances today.
But it was understandable, given Lin Jingzhu and Li Yuan’s personalities — they wouldn’t miss a chance for a legitimate fight.
"Who are these two?"
Lin Jingzhu looked at Shen Zhixia and Ling Ningzhi.
Chen Mo introduced, "This is my fiancée Shen Zhixia, and this is Daoist Qingxuan... Zhixia, she’s the Lin Catcher I ntioned to you."
Hearing Chen Mo casually call her his fiancée, Shen Zhixia’s face turned slightly red, her heart almost overflowing with happiness.
"So you’re Miss Shen?"
Lin Jingzhu blinked her black and white eyes.
Not only beautiful but what an impressive figure...
Silently comparing herself, Little Grapefruit Catcher began to doubt herself again.
"Catcher Lin, I’ve heard so much about you. Thank you for helping my brother during the last assessnt." Shen Zhixia said with graceful composure.
"It was nothing, really," Lin Jingzhu replied.
"Hmm~"
Suddenly, a muffled hum ca from Ling Ningzhi.
?
The three turned their heads, looking puzzled.
Shen Zhixia inquired, "Daoist, are you alright?"
"No, I’m fine. This poor Daoist is just practicing my skills," Ling Ningzhi’s voice trembled, her tone sowhat quirky.
They didn’t think much of it, nodding in admiration:
"As expected of Fairy Qingxuan, so gifted, yet so diligent, truly putting others to sha."
"To utilize even the waiting ti before going on stage, truly a master of ti managent."
"How else could she firmly hold one of the top three spots on the Cloud Top Ranking?"
"..."
Underneath the veil of clouds, Ling Ningzhi’s face was flushed and hot, her eyes full of sha and anger.
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