Mammon
While Ling Yun was immersed in his cultivation, a woman sneaked towards the river, and her eyes kept observing him, but her face was extremely red seeing him naked.
Ling Xi turned to the woman. "I didn't expect that a woman as innocent as her would do such a thing, and she seemed to have been smitten by Ling Yun after he saved her back then."
The woman was none other than Feng Yao, for she had been curious for a long time about Ling Yun's dual cultivating with those women, especially since they all seemed too content and happy afterward.
Ling Xi decided to move beside Feng Yao, surprising her. "Senior, I-"
"It's okay; you don't need to explain anything to me." Ling Xi interrupted Feng Yao and then asked her. "Are you in love with Ling Yun?"
"Yes." Feng Yao admitted it with a bright blush.