The general returns after a night with another woman who has fallen into his trap. The god of martial arts is extremely pleased with himself, and this is confirmed by the sly grin spreading across his face.

Shi Wudu's gaze skeptically lingers a bit downwards, noticing to the pinkish marks, clearly left on Minguang's skin by someone else. Nothing new, it was expected - affairs were an everyday thing, after all. He's not surprised.

"Stop staring at me like that," Pei Ming cooed with a hint of an amusement on his eyes, leaning in close, "You know I've never promised anything ever since we started all this."