Upon hearing his words, the worry on Meng Huang’s face immediately brightened. She laughed and smoothed down the stray strands of hair on her snow-white cheek, before continuing to inquire about cultivation from Chen Mobai.
“We first met at the train station, if I remember correctly.”
After another perfect session of cultivation, Chen Mobai took a deep breath, stroking Meng Huang who, after forcing herself to endure, was slowly calming her shaking body. He reminisced about their past.
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