"I’m sore today, so I’m not in the mood. If you’re that eager to get to work, you can wait a couple of days until I’ve recovered. If you really can’t wait, I can get Second Aunt and Fifth Aunt to come over,” the woman said.

Wei Yuan quickly replied that it wasn’t necessary.

That evening, as the campfire blazed, the woman took off her clothes and mended them by the light of the fire. Wei Yuan couldn’t see her anyway.

She also took the opportunity to sew together the wolf pelt that had been wind-dried all day and made a new leather coat for Wei Yuan. Meanwhile, Wei Yuan was feeling his way around the room and processing the snow leopard. He had manifested several small knives to skin and butcher the animal, extract the tendons, and treat them with Dao energy. He then carved a piece of wood into a crossbow. He tossed it to the woman and taught her how to use it.

Feeling that the distance between himself and the woman was growing closer and closer, Wei Yuan no longer felt the need to hide his power. He only thought of recovering as quickly as possible so that they could leave this place sooner.

Still, the house was warm and cozy, peaceful and serene—It didn’t seem like that bad of an idea to just keep living like this forever.

Wei Yuan suddenly asked, “What’s in the forest?”

“A temple.”

“Shall we go take a look tomorrow?”

“Sure.” This time, the woman agreed readily. She must have...