Chapter 161: The Wind Over Feiyan Platform
“Golden Core? Is a Golden Core cultivator so impressive?”
“Can a Golden Core cultivator just come over and recklessly dismantle someone else’s house?”
A series of complaints came from the thatched hut with a large hole in the roof. Lu Chen, looking dejected, was standing on the broken pieces of the wooden table, trying hard to patch up the hole in the roof.
Outside, at the edge of the mountain wall’s cave dwelling, Su Qingjun stood by the half-open stone door, nervously peeking towards the thatched hut. Occasionally, the complaints drifting with the wind made her already rosy cheeks even redder, giving her a captivating beauty.
She suddenly felt her face burning up. She gently touched her cheek, feeling a mix of embarrassment and guilt, though she wasn’t quite sure why. After a moment, she suddenly stifled a chuckle, as if she had thought of something amusing even to herself.
“Flip the table? What’s the point of flipping the table? Why not chop down a tree with that strength…”
Hearing the man’s continued complaints, Su Qingjun leaned against the door, covering her mouth and chuckling softly before turning and walking inside. The stone door closed behind her, and only her light footsteps could be heard fading into the depths of the cave dwelling.
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Things were settled, but strangely, for the next two or three days, Feiyan Platform remained unexpectedly peaceful with no disturbances. The ripening of the hawthorn fruit also entered a stable period, with one or two fruits ripening every day. Lu Chen invited Su Qingjun to eat them.