The following morning, Chen Baojiao joined Lin Qingyan for her training.
The mature and beautiful woman had originally intended to simply observe her niece's cultivation and perhaps offer some guidance.
However, the moment she arrived, her attention was immediately drawn toward Lin Feng. She stared at him for several seconds. Then she stared again.
Lin Feng noticed her strange gaze and turned his head toward her. Chen Baojiao was looking at him as though she had just discovered that he had suddenly grown six arms and three heads.
Lin Feng could not help but smile.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing, Senior," Chen Baojiao replied immediately. Her expression, however, clearly said otherwise.
Lin Feng shook his head with a faint smile. He had already become accustomed to women looking at him strangely whenever they learned more about his background.
