Qingyi woke up at sunrise, his body still a little sore.
He grunted softly and opened the system store, buying a low-quality recovery pill before getting up and dressing as usual.
His long black hair fell loosely over his broad shoulders, his pure white robes covered his body while his incomparably beautiful face bore the same gentle smile as always.
He left his room and walked through the corridors until he entered the large garden.
His eyes soon focused on the solitary figure of Qingxue, sitting with her back to him.
His gaze traveled down her slender, sensual figure, her black dress hugging her slim, delicate waist, tightening around her wide hips and perfectly marking the curve of her shapely, full, perky buttocks.
Qingyi admired her for a brief moment before his eyes followed her vision to the sea of golden clouds that covered the city and stretched for kilometers.
