Ye Wu lightly coughed and said, "Alright, let's not talk about this for now. How are you feeling? If you're still tired, rest a bit longer."
Xiao Heng immediately stood up: "I'm not tired."
As he spoke, he seemingly inadvertently revealed a bit of firm skin: "My body is actually still in good shape."
Ye Wu: "…I believe you."
Xiao Heng, assured that Ye Wu did not disdain him, finally felt at ease.
However.
The fact that he couldn't last even a quarter of an hour during his two attempts at Divine Cultivation must die inside him, no one must know!
Nanxuan Country.
Capital.
In the magnificent imperial palace, within its largest hall, a group of people were feasting in debauchery.
"Huanhuan, I saw my father." Qu Xiao looked at the people in the hall, showing delight, and immediately stepped forward to walk over.
