Su Liyan was certainly well-endowed. For the average man, the sight of such large, round assets on her slender, willow-like frame was a significant temptation.
Su Liyan knew that the old man had been staring at the daughter in her arms.
Jolted by Su Liyan's words, the old man said apologetically, "My lady, I am truly sorry. I was not..."
Su Liyan cut him off. "Enough. It's not that I'm trying to be impolite, but at your age, what are you doing staring at a mother and her child!"
Seeing his own master getting a talking-to from Su Liyan, Daoist Longchuan was about to speak up and mediate.
A single glance from Su Liyan was enough to make him back down.
Daoist Longchuan instinctively covered his face with his hands and recoiled.
The old man wasn't offended. He smiled and said, "My lady, to be perfectly honest, your daughter is a true prodigy of cultivation. With guidance from an expert, she could one day achieve immortality."
