The eight Celestial Horses pulled the jade chariot through the sky.
Lu Chengfeng didn't care that Du Mengyan was right beside him. He brazenly indulged in debauchery with his accompanying concubines, making all sorts of obscene sounds echo within the carriage.
Du Mengyan had never seen such a scene before. Her brows furrowed, her face icy as frost, gritting her teeth, wanting nothing more than to draw her sword and cut down these shameless couples.
But she was severely injured at the moment, and her soul had been damaged. If she hadn't comprehended a trace of the Destiny Law, she would have perished entirely.
Since she met Lu Chengfeng, the man never even bothered to ask about her condition, especially after boarding the jade chariot. He became even more excessive.
This time, there were only the three concubines in the jade chariot accompanying the middle-aged Daoist nun who drove the vehicle.
