After dispersing the disciples, Nie Zheng also prepared to leave with big strides, but was stopped by a gentle female voice:
"Nie Zheng."
"Master's wife."
Nie Zheng cupped his hands, bowing his head in respect.
After exchanging a glance with her lover, Han Jinniang gently moved, came to her eldest disciple's side: "Zheng'er, actually your master's wife and Lord Bai..."
"Master's wife doesn't need to explain to Zheng'er."
Nie Zheng lowered his head and softly said, "Master's wife, you watched Zheng'er grow up, you also know what the master has done to me."
After speaking, he looked down at his own lower body.
That gentle and handsome face suddenly seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gloom, profoundly dim.
"So, what do you want to say?" Han Jinniang asked softly again.
"Disciple wants to say...."
