Zhao Family Market.
Today, as he did most days, Yu Xian came to the teahouse for tea.
In the super VIP room, Master Liu was brewing tea with her delicate hands. She looked at Yu Xian with such deep affection it was as if her gaze could spin silk, her every gesture exuding a charm that was half-reluctant and half-inviting.
However, Yu Xian needed to conserve his energy for his cultivation, and he had no spare stamina to waste on inconsequential women. For the moment, he was acting more upright than a saint. In this regard, he had always been both indulgent and disciplined.
Chapter 107