Foul Smell
Sometime later, Lian Xinyue stood up and zipped her pants before glaring at Yang Wei with a blushing face.
"This incident, you must swear to heaven to never tell anyone about it." Lian Xinyue exclaimed with her fist clenched tightly.
Yang Wei stared at her in disbelief. 'You're the one that dragged me over here and now you want me to swear to heaven as well?'
Although he was never going to tell anyone but given her attitude despite him being a gentleman, Yang Wei decided to play a villain for once.
"Why should I swear to heaven?" Yang Wei shrugged his shoulders and continued.
"I would also tell others how the beauty in our sect can manage to produce such a foul smell while having beautiful and smooth skin at the same time."
Lian Xinyue became bashful but she hurriedly held Yang Wei's sleeve with teary eyes.