Conflicted feelings

'I used to think he was shy and innocent…' Han Xuelian chuckled to himself, half-covering his face with his hand while Chi Cheng re-tied the lace strings of his pants. 'I gave into my lust after all, but I wonder what made you want to do this?'

Han Xuelian remembered that Chi Cheng revealed he had kissed too many people to recall the number, perhaps he was just as used to sucking off other men as he was to kissing?

'What unsightly thoughts…' The Grandmaster reprimanded himself, chasing away the derogatory assumptions he made about Chi Cheng's character. 'Still, my curiosity is unruly… I want to know for whom you've done this before.'

Within the void space of Chi Cheng's mind, the dark spirit cackled menacingly as the first red Qi barrier shattered. The ring of Qi collapsed and the remnants scattered into nothingness, leaving Chi Cheng with only four Qi barriers to evade any darkness.