Watching his elder sister’s graceful figure, her swaying waist, and particularly her curvaceous silhouette, Ye Fei’s heart raced uncontrollably. He realized he was growing increasingly susceptible to the allure of beautiful women. Whether this change was a result of maturity or the dual cultivation technique—or both—he wasn’t sure. But he wasn’t troubled by it.
A real man, he thought, should dominate the world when awake and rest in the arms of a beauty when asleep. Besides, he knew he had the ability to achieve both.
After hurriedly finishing the breakfast left for him on the table, Ye Fei greeted his elder sister before heading downstairs alone. Although he had set out early, his mother and second sister had already left for their respective duties. His eldest sister was meant to drive him to school, but after the recent awkwardness, she was too embarrassed to face him.