“Ever since she had submitted to the Golden Buddha Race, she had risen up the ranks really quickly!”

“Of course! Isn’t she the woman of Chan Wuwo, the young patriarch of the Golden Buddha Race?! Even though he has a lot of women around him, she’s said to be the one he dotes on the most. Moreover, I heard that her skills in bed…,” the disciple quickly lowered his voice.

A fire burned in the eyes of the male disciples who looked at her, and there were also some who looked at her with a trace of reverence. A rare few looked at her with no shame as filthy thoughts flashed through their minds.

When Huang Xiaolong looked at her, he narrowed his eyes as a trace of complicated light flashed through them.

Before he had left the Hong Zhen Holy Gate, Zi Dongping had spoken to him...