Seeing that there were less than ten days left before the competition for the Dao Domain, Yang Xiaotian would occasionally take Ms. Meng out for a walk during the day, besides cultivating at night.
Sometimes, Yang Xiaotian would hold Ms. Meng's hand as they walked.
At first, Ms. Meng's hand was somewhat cool, but it later became warm.
Ms. Meng's heart raced and her cheeks flushed when held by Yang Xiaotian.
Sometimes she would steal a glance at Yang Xiaotian's profile.
The morning sunlight shone on Yang Xiaotian's face, and from the side, his face had a different kind of luster.
"I wonder if the Heavenly Dao Holy Master will come to this competition for the Dao Domain?"
"It's said that the Heavenly Dao Holy Master is in seclusion to break through to that realm, so it's feared he won't attend the Dao Domain competition."
When Yang Xiaotian and Ms. Meng passed a teahouse, they heard people inside discussing this.
