As it turned out, Miss Mu's perversity was beyond imagination.
She really would stop at nothing to humiliate him, capable of conjuring any kind of ability for her Spiritual Clothes.
Was it even a lock-on skill?!
This was the first time Xia Feng had ever seen a set of Spiritual Clothes ability specifically targeting a single individual.
It was truly outrageous.
Sure enough, before long, Xia Feng found himself attracted by the scent of sweat in the delicate collarbone area of Miss Mu and involuntarily swallowed.
As he looked up, his gaze met her teasing, superior golden eyes.
"Mr. Xia, does it smell good?" she asked softly.
"Just average."
Xia Feng scoffed dismissively, patted her beautiful back, "Get up, Miss Mu. Now that we've both reached the peak of the Fourth Rank, let's advance to the Fifth Rank first. Otherwise, we won't be able to use the remaining two Rule Powers."
"No need."
