Du Heng wholeheartedly wanted to inherit his family's private restaurant after graduation, but unexpectedly transmigrated to the unfamiliar cultivation world.
In the cultivation world, in...
Even though the magic weapon I refined couldn't withstand a blow from my swordsmanship, you still praised me for refining it well..."
Tai Shuhong clenched his fists: "There won't be servants and disciples who stay with me for a long time. As long as I talk to them for a few more words, you have to find a way to transfer them away. If you can't transfer them away, they will disappear inexplicably. So, you have been cultivating me as a container for your sweetheart since I was a child, right?"
After hearing what Tai Shuhong said, Du Heng had a strange idea in his mind: "Wait, you said that if someone talks to you for a few more words, he will find a way to transfer them away..."
Du Heng felt the hairs on his back stand up, and his voice trembled: "I was framed before, was it you who did it?"