Yang Mi and the others came to Li Qiushui, their faces full of curiosity: "Sister Qiushui, who is that woman? Her aura is so strong."
Li Qiushui lowered her voice and said, "Her name is Jiang Jiusheng, and she's a Star Lord."
"What is Star Lord?"
The women became even more curious.
Li Qiushui's expression grew solemn: "Star Lords are beings of a higher level than Chaos Gods!"
"hiss!"
The women gasped.
After Jiang Jiusheng entered the thatched hut, he glanced around casually and then sat down on the straw bed.
When Han Feng wanted to sit down, Jiang Jiusheng stopped him with a look: "Men and women should not be intimate with each other. It's not convenient to sit together."
Han Feng was startled and asked unhappily, "Then where should I sit?"
Jiang Jiusheng smiled faintly: "Stand for a while."
Han Feng opened his mouth and became indignant.
Come to his residence and let him, the master, stand?
Isn’t this the reversal of Tiangang?
Han Feng snorted and said to the thatched hut, "Little thatched hut, make a straw stool."
The thatched house opened its mouth and spit out a half-meter-high straw stool.
Han Feng placed it on the ground and sat on it. It was much more comfortable than standing.
Jiang Jiusheng was stunned.
Can a thatched house be used to make straw stools?
Is it so magical?
Han Feng stared at Jiang Jiusheng and asked, "Sister Jiang, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Jiang Jiusheng recovered and said solemnly: "I will help you improve your strength."
Han Feng's eyes lit up: "How can I help?"
Jiang Jiusheng chuckled: "Before that, I need to have an in-depth and comprehensive understanding of you."
"In-depth? All-round?"
Han Feng muttered, subconsciously tightening his clothes, a trace of panic flashing across his eyes: "You are not thinking of taking advantage of me, are you?"
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