C1298 Flame Technique

Qi Ao was always a man of few words, and after hearing Pei Junlin's defense, he remained silent. In a swift motion, he vanished through the window like a passing breeze.

Without a glance at the open window, Pei Junlin pulled the blanket over himself and settled in to sleep. His recent cultivation had taken a toll, leaving him almost sick. He was even holding back his own progress