Bailu City, State Mansion.
After a day and night of severe punishment, Li Yuan had thoroughly realized the might of family discipline.
At this moment, due to extreme fatigue, she had fallen into a deep sleep, with faint traces of tears at the corners of her eyes, and her body trembling occasionally.
Ye Zi'e's condition was no better, staring blankly at the ceiling, her lips moving as she mumbled to herself: "Is this the Empress's imperial technician? I've learned my lesson..."
"..."
Chen Mo's expression appeared somewhat awkward.
In fact, he wasn't really angry; he initially did it just to tease Little Tiger, but got carried away and cosplayed an electric eel, then couldn't stop...
Fortunately, both were martial cultivators with relatively resilient constitutions, otherwise, things might have gotten seriously problematic.
"Cultivation comes with risks, caution is advised when using electricity..."
