Even if he promised to give Tan Feng one chance, he could just change the conditions, provide some benefits, and be done with it later. Would his master, the True Person Chengji, dare to object?
But she could never have imagined that Tan Feng, whom she had led on for decades, could become so cold-hearted once he decided to give up on her.
"I'm sorry, Daoist Yang. In the past, I used to think of you day and night, but you never showed me any favor. Now, my heart has turned cold and a chance to spend an intimate moment with you doesn't matter to me anymore.
Daoist Shi was right to say that as a male cultivator with my feet on the ground, I should pursue the Great Path wholeheartedly. Mere female cultivators would only slow me down in my cultivation,
I am no longer interested in this matter," Tan Feng expressed with indifference.
The cold-hearted man's words were even colder than ice, and his heart firmer than stone.