After Chen Qin finished speaking, silence fell over the room.
'Why am I here?'
Looking at his junior sister with a slightly flushed face, this question suddenly popped into Zhang Ze's still somewhat groggy mind.
Putting down the cup in his hand, he fished out a small ball still pretending to be dead from his pocket. Looking at the patterns on the ball, Zhang Ze realized he was still in the Four Continents.
He circulated his True Qi, feeling it surging through his meridians, confirming to himself that he was still on the path to immortality.
The moonlight outside the window was beautiful, and the junior sister in front of him was also truly beautiful.
It was a perfect moment to do something beastly.
Why?
Chen Qin looked at Zhang Ze, clutching the hem of her skirt, her mind also in a whirl.
She saw her senior brother reaching out and pinching her face.
Chen Qin felt as if she were a little drunk.
