The body of Sword Spirit Yue'er remained as elusive as ever. Although Chu Linfeng wanted to catch another glimpse of her stunning appearance, he restrained himself, knowing it would lead to a lifetime of regret.
Sword Spirit glanced back at Chu Linfeng and smiled slightly, thinking, "At least you're behaving yourself; otherwise, I'd have to give you a hard time. How could my current form appear before you now? When you reach that level, I'll let you see me every day, as long as you're not indifferent to me because of having too many women."
If Chu Linfeng could hear Sword Spirit Yue'er's thoughts, he would have been overjoyed, but at that moment, he was filled with curiosity and helplessness.
His curiosity stemmed from wanting to see how Sword Spirit acquired that young man's information. After all, the mysteries around her seemed even greater than his own. Helplessness arose from her warning of the repercussions, which Chu Linfeng couldn't afford to bear.
