What do you mean I'm a cultivator? - Chapter 51

... e and the creak of wood under his feet.

And then Cheng snorted.

Because somehow, the contrast between this cabin’s peaceful stillness and the endless commentary machine that was Qiu Yiren felt ridiculous. Like he was caught between two completely different realities.

He shook his head faintly and moved to light a small candle, muttering under his breath.

“Loudmouth.”

But his tone wasn’t annoyed.

Just... mildly entertained. Despite how different he ...