Li Zhiyan prided herself on her discipline, on the stillness of her heart.
Yet in that brief moment, her body had reacted before her mind could suppress it.
She had seen countless handsome young masters in her life.
As a gifted pill master with status and beauty, she had never lacked suitors.
Some were charming, others powerful, many refined.
But this…
This was the first time she had spent more than an hour continuously in the company of a single man.
And not just any man… Lin Feng.
He was calm without being cold. Confident without arrogance.
Even when surrounded by tension, he remained steady, as if nothing in the world could truly shake him.
What am I even thinking? Li Zhiyan scolded herself internally.
In the cultivation world, appearances were meaningless.
A man who looked no older than thirty might have lived for thousands of years.
For all she knew, Lin Feng could be an ancient being, a hidden expert who had witnessed entire eras rise and fall.
