"Brother Fan, you're really quick on the uptake, huh?" Mu Zi looked at Su Maner as she opened the door.
Wearing a bathrobe, the two slim and fair legs beneath it made one unable to resist speculating about the beauty hidden beneath the robe.
Su Maner's hair was slightly damp, and her chest, both proud and delicate, peeked out from the large neckline of the bathrobe...
In Mu Zi's eyes, Ding Fan had moved too fast; a super beauty like Su Maner had apparently been conquered just like that.
Standing next to him, Ding Fan of course understood that Mu Zi had misunderstood. When he had been waiting outside for Su Maner to finish cleaning up, Mu Zi had returned.
Ding Fan had tid it and thought it was about right, but who knew that Su Maner would take such a long ti to take a bath.
How to explain now?
Say that Su Maner got her period and he stepped out?
First, that explanation would embarrass Su Maner, and second, how would he know about Su Maner's period? The more he tried to explain, the ssier it got.
At this mont, Su Maner was also greatly embarrassed. She didn't expect Mu Zi to have returned. She had been alone with Ding Fan in the room, and now she had taken a bath.
If there was nothing between the two of them, why take a bath... The two of them said they were going to talk privately, and then the woman took a bath. It all sounded like a hookup...
"Brother Fan, my head is killing . I didn't rest well last night, I'm going to Sister Qi's room to sleep for a bit," Mu Zi said, and then winked aningfully at Ding Fan.
Ding Fan knew exactly what this mischievous girl was up to; she wanted to create an opportunity for him.
Ding Fan was speechless. The thing was, there really was nothing going on between him and Su Maner...
But at this mont, Mu Zi didn't wait for Ding Fan to explain, and she had already left... Ding Fan wanted to say sothing, but it was now impossible.
Cheng Bufan was out on business and hadn't returned; so Ding Fan couldn't enter his room, and now he could only share one with Su Maner.
"Ding Fan, I'm sorry for causing you trouble..." Su Maner said, trying to suppress her shyness as she addressed Ding Fan.
"It's no trouble at all; you can take the bed, and I'll just sleep on the sofa," Ding Fan said and walked directly toward the sofa.
Since Cheng Bufan had not returned, Ding Fan resigned himself to sleeping on the sofa for now.
Ever since moving here, Ding Fan hadn't even slept in a bed for a single day...
Su Maner and Ding Fan argued for a bit, but in the end, she could not resist his insistence.
Fatigued from the day, Su Maner indeed felt tired, and she promptly went to bed.
At that mont, Ding Fan was not asleep; he was thinking about how to modify the "Martial Arts To."
The "Martial Arts To" was personally written by the Hermit of the Horizon for Ren Susu, its principles of Yin and Yang cycles designed specifically for won.
It was precisely because of this that no male of the Lu Family had lived past sixty for years.
With Yin and Yang out of balance, a Cultivation Technique ant for won would naturally have significant drawbacks for n.
What Ding Fan needed to do now was to reverse the Yin and Yang principles in the technique so that the Lu Family Disciples wouldn't harm their cultivation and could resolve the imbalance of Yin and Yang.
"Ding Fan..."
Ti passed, and while Ding Fan was deep in thought with his eyes closed, modifying the Cultivation Technique, soone poked him.
Ding Fan opened his eyes.
By this ti, Su Maner was standing by his side.
Ding Fan checked the ti; it was now way past midnight. He didn't understand why Su Maner wasn't asleep at this late hour.
"Ding Fan... I'm so hungry..."
Ding Fan suddenly realized. Since their return that afternoon until now, indeed, they hadn't eaten anything.
As his cultivation deepened, Ding Fan's own demand for food had beco much less. So even if he only had one al a day, it wasn't much of a deal for him.
But it was different for Su Maner. She was just an ordinary person. Now considering her physical condition, it was certainly not okay for her not to eat.
"I'll go and make sothing for you to eat..." Ding Fan stood up from the sofa.
Su Maner nodded in agreent. All her clothes were washed and hung up; she certainly couldn't go out in a bathrobe.
Being seen with Ding Fan this late would only bring more trouble.
Ding Fan quickly got ready and went straight out the door.
At this ti, he wasn't sure if there would be any restaurants still open. If not, Ding Fan thought he might as well go out and buy so kebabs.
Ding Fan left the hotel and, as expected, found that most restaurants had closed for the night. So he walked along the road, hoping to find a restaurant that was still open.
"You said you know Rou An?" At that mont, a woman's voice ca from a dark alley.
Because the other party ntioned the na Rou An, Ding Fan didn't help but scan the area with his Divine Sense.
At this ti, a man and a woman were standing in the alley.
The man looked to be over sixty years old, and his cultivation was not particularly high, about Earth Level First Grade.
However, the aura emanating from the man made Ding Fan frown, as it was quite similar to that of a few White Lotus Sect mbers he had encountered in Dongcheng before.
The White Lotus Sect used the blood from a maiden's first nstruation to cultivate, an evil Cultivator sect. Ding Fan had slaughtered quite a few of their disciples.
And the woman standing beside the elder, Ding Fan actually knew her.
She was none other than Jing Yi's disciple, Fang Ruo.
It was so late, yet Fang Ruo was actually with soone from the White Lotus Sect. Ding Fan's brows furrowed. From the earlier question, Ding Fan could tell that Fang Ruo was obviously still inquiring about his whereabouts.
Could it be that this woman had taken a liking to him because of their brief encounter yesterday?
At this mont, Ding Fan started to silently bla Duorou for transforming him into such a handso and dashing man, fearing that it would bring him more trouble...
"I noticed you've been looking for soone nad Rou An, and it happens that I do know a Rou An, though I'm not sure if it's the sa person you're familiar with. Can you describe what he looks like?"
"Elder, the Rou An I'm looking for is a young man just over twenty years old... His characteristics... very handso, with an out-of-the-ordinary deanor... Is the Rou An you know this person?"
When a girl says a boy is handso and extraordinary, especially after looking for him for so long, Fang Ruo's cheeks can't help but turn a shade of red.
"Hmm, the Rou An I know is indeed a handso youth," the elder nodded. He spoke unhurriedly.
"That's great, Elder, can you take to et him?" Fang Ruo had inquired for a long ti without any news of Rou An, and hearing about him now, she beca sowhat impatient.
"That's fine..." After saying this, the elder reached into his chest.
Before Fang Ruo could notice anything amiss, the elder's right hand suddenly threw out a handful of white powder.
Fang Ruo was startled, but imdiately knew that the other party ant to harm her. She slled a pungent odor and just as she thought to dodge, she found herself unable to move. It was as if she had been tied up with a rope.
Fang Ruo's cultivation was stronger than that of the elder, but because she was preoccupied with Rou An's whereabouts and had not expected the elder to attack so suddenly, she was firmly controlled by him.
"What... what are you going to do..." Fang Ruo found it difficult to speak, and if her cultivation had not been strong, she might not have been able to utter a word.
"To take you to your lover boy, of course..." The elder's mouth turned up slightly.
Then the elder walked over to Fang Ruo, picked up her delicate body, and hoisted her onto his shoulders.
"Such a fragrant virgin... and with such strong cultivation, perfect for my practice... heh heh..." While speaking, the elder let out a leering, giggling laugh.
"You... you don't know Rou An at all..." Fang Ruo, no fool even in her current state, recognized the elder's intentions and said resentfully.
"I may not know any Rou An, but rest assured, my skills in bed far exceed those of your little lover. I might well introduce you to the delights of becoming a woman..." The elder chuckled with a sneer.
"Help..." Fang Ruo, with all her strength, tried to scream for help. But no matter how she shouted, the sound seed trapped in her throat, unable to co out.
"Heh heh... go on, scream. No one will co to rescue you..." Carrying Fang Ruo, the elder strode deeper into the dark alley. "Since you can't fight back, try to enjoy it... heh heh..."
"Help... soone save ..." Fang Ruo tried with all her might to shout.
If she were to be violated by this elder, it would truly be worse than death for Fang Ruo. Thinking of what was to co made her anxious, and tears cascaded down her face.
But her cries for help seed so feeble now. At this mont, it was not just a question of whether others could hear her; she herself felt the sound was too faint...
What to do? Who will save ?!
Just as Fang Ruo felt overwhelmingly helpless, a figure suddenly appeared at the end of the alley.
Inside the dark alley, everything was pitch-black, and from Fang Ruo's angle, she couldn't make out the person's face.
But she could clearly see the person's silhouette and stature.
Upon seeing that figure's silhouette, Fang Ruo's eyes widened, and her heart, originally frantic with fear, now beca extrely tense.
Could it be Rou An?
The figure resembled Rou An closely. Could it be that Rou An had learned of her current predicant and was coming to save her?
"Let go of the girl!" At that mont, the figure spoke coldly.
Upon hearing that voice, Fang Ruo's heart sank.
That voice... wasn't Rou An's...
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