Finally, after Li Feng's exhaustive explanation, the woman started to understand the whole situation.
Now Li Feng learned that her name was Xue Xiqian, quite a pleasant sounding name.
"I'm really sorry, I misunderstood you..."
Xue Xiqian's cheeks were flushed red as she spoke with much embarrassment.
Li Feng touched his chin, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "No worries, it's a small matter. Since you're alright now, I'll head out first!
I've washed your clothes; they should be dry by now. It's still early, you can go back to sleep for a bit."
After finishing his words, Li Feng stood up and left the bedroom.
Xue Xiqian noticed a blood-red demon tattoo on Li Feng's back, which seemed to come to life with the movement of his muscles.
It wasn't until Li Feng left the room that she snapped out of her trance.
Li Feng went to the living room, pulled open the curtains, and sat down on the sofa in a cross-legged position.
