Yaochi Wonderland.
Feng Xuan lay lazily beneath the Enlightenment Tree, a few strands of long, dark hair drifting lightly in the breeze, exuding an air of carefree detachment. Turning his head to glance at the distant group of women gathered together, he smiled and shook his head.
"Pong!"
"Kong!"
"Self-drawn!"
Chapter 139