「In the Inner Study.」
Ling Changqing sat upright at the Golden Silk Mingtan Wood table, a Talisman Pen in hand. He was meticulously drawing, stroke by stroke, on a blank sheet of talisman paper before him.
He could easily handle a fierce one-on-two battle with his stamina. This was just a brief intermission.
'If I really went all out,' Ling Changqing thought, 'taking on ten or twenty at once would be no problem at all.'
Of course, Ling Qiyue and the other women didn't quite believe him, and there was currently no opportunity to test his claim.
After all, there were only a handful of Female Cultivators in the family that Ling Changqing had been with, so he had yet to discover the true limits of his stamina.
