After Dying I Woke Up In Ancient Times With My Pharmacy 22

The footsteps stopped but the erratic breathing told Lu Jingye that the stranger was still there. It definitely wasn't General He so... was it an assassin?

Lu Jingye doubted that strongly. He'd never met an assassin but he imagined they'd move soundlessly, even out their breathing and conceal their presence. Unless, of course, this assassin wasn't very good at his job.

After waiting for five more seconds, Lu Jingye stood to his feet, turned around and called out calmly, "Who?"

Without a lantern, the ancestral hall was quite dark but there was a hole in the roof above Lu Jingye and the moon was full so Lu Peng could see Lu Jingye's features clearly. He placed a hand on the porcelain jar tied to his waist as his manhood jumped in desire.