The Ways of the World (1)

Pa!

Wet firewood was thrown into a bonfire, and a few sparks erupted from the sparse smoke.

Ye Jingtang was sitting on a stone beside the bonfire with the Hornless Dragon Saber inserted into the ground beside him. He was holding a wooden stick with two small fish that he had just fished out of the pond on it.

Not far behind him, a tall woman in a snow-white dress was lying flat on a boulder. Her fair face had returned to normal, and her entire body exuded an aura of spotlessness.

Overall, she looked like a flower fairy sleeping peacefully in the forest. She had nothing to do with the drunken beauty who had just gone crazy and taken advantage of a man.

Ye Jingtang had inexplicably become a medicine jar… No, a medicine stick. After he was rubbed against, the feeling in his heart was really indescribable.