Jiang Chen carefully studied Murong Xiangming as she slept soundly.
For some reason, he suddenly saw a sense of familiarity in her face.
He didn't dare disturb her deep slumber.
Outside, however, Lin Ying was as anxious as a monkey on a hot plate.
Three days had passed, and the people inside the coffin still showed no sign of coming out.
'Damn it. I got a treasure and my Cultivation broke through to Martial King Third Heaven.'
'I will kill you, you damned couple!'
He stared intently at the coffin, not daring to even blink.
Time slowly passed.
On the fifth day, Murong Xiangming finally awoke.
Opening her eyes, she saw Jiang Chen looking at her.
A blush crept onto her pretty face.
She asked, "Do you think I'm a frivolous woman?"
Jiang Chen shook his head.
Murong Xiangming spoke again. "I have a special feeling about you."
"Please allow me this indulgence."
"Alright, I'm going to take this opportunity to break through in my Cultivation."
