Jiang Qing curled her lips and glanced at him, speechless. "You are almost at the Nascent Soul (mid) stage. With your cultivation to support you, even if you wanted to turn into an old fogey, you couldn't!"
Xuanyuan Wuhen smiled. "Just to be safe, anyway I don't want you to find me unappealing!"
He wanted to stay handsome forever—handsome enough that Qinger could never bear to leave him.
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