What girl doesn't love beauty? It's quite normal for her to collect a few garments on ordinary days.
Even if it's inconvenient to wear them in public, admiring them alone can be a special kind of pleasure.
She just hadn't expected to be discovered by another man today, and the very thought made her blush with shame.
That gentleman wouldn't think she was a wanton woman, would he?
Long Xue was anxious, her gaze never leaving the seventh floor, but she soon realized that something was amiss. Surely entering a room shouldn't take this long?
Since the man had entered the room, he hadn't shown his face again, completely obscuring what he was doing inside.
The other cultivators had noticed as well, and once again, whispers spread among them.
"Hey, what do you think that guy is doing in Immortal Long's boudoir?"
"What else could he be doing? He's a man, and inside an immortal's private chamber. It's obvious what's meant by that, isn't it?"
"Heh heh heh, a man after our own hearts!"