C124 The third night of the great bet feast 4

He only heard a snow-white beautiful young lady lower her head to fiddle with her clothes, just in time to glance at the man carrying the zither. Their gazes met, and the little girl's face was completely red, and she said with a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Master said, anyone who cultivates some kind of unrivalled mystical technique will receive Heavenly Punishment s