Lu Chengfeng's lips twitched slightly. This was the first time he had been so despised and humiliated by a woman, and the key was he had no way to refute it. He secretly harbored resentment in his heart, "I must quickly cultivate the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes Demon Spirit Divine Transformation Scripture to a profound realm, forge a body of a Demon God, and then I will teach that Old Clam a harsh lesson so it knows my power..."
Even though he was seething with anger inside, he could only maintain a proper demeanor on the outside, clearing his throat with a couple of dry coughs, and said hypocritically, "Lust is nothing more than a trivial desire, it's fine to just dabble in it. It would be bad if it delayed important matters."
