C436 Purple Cloud Disciple's Crisis

"Should I wash up?" Yan Cai'er pondered internally, still debating with herself.

She was caked in grime, a half-inch layer of mud clinging to her skin, an utterly unpleasant sensation.

Biting her lip, Yan Cai'er hesitated but eventually began to peel off her garments. After all, Lin Chang'an had already seen her once before. Besides, it was unlikely he would open his eyes now