When the sun came out and the rain stopped, it was already ten in the morning. Weisheng Zhimei, the beautiful and charming Baihua Palace Master, lay exhausted and drenched in fragrant sweat beside Shen Qiang.
"You scoundrel! We're going to be late." Weisheng Zhimei gave Shen Qiang a satisfied glance.
Shen Qiang smiled and said, "It's fine, if we're late, let them wait. Why don't we…"
With a flash of terror in her beautiful eyes, Weisheng Zhimei disappeared instantly. Her playful voice came from the bathroom: "No way, you bully! Get up quickly, we have to go to the venue. There are still many things to do before we leave tonight."
Hearing this, the smile on Shen Qiang's face froze a bit.
Even though he very much wanted to lie in bed a little longer, Shen Qiang finally chose to get up immediately.
Because there were only a few hours left, the matters with the Pill Alliance were small. The Dan Fighting, winning some labor to work for him, was the truly meaningful thing.
