For Qin Hao, Jiang Yan's matter was just a small episode in his life.
They were like two worlds that initially had no intersection, crossing paths by chance and then quickly separating again, never to intersect again.
Qin Hao returned to the Qin Mansion. He was still the Human Clan's War God, worshipped by all beings as a Divine.
"You have the scent of another woman on you."
Yang Lin approached Qin Hao, sniffed once, and immediately stated with certainty.
Qin Hao: "..."
To be able to smell that, Yang Lin's nose was indeed very keen.
However, Qin Hao had a clear conscience and was not at all anxious.
After briefly explaining the situation, Yang Lin stared at Qin Hao with a half-smile, asking, "So, do you not like that girl?"
"I don't like her. Having you all is already enough for me. However, if there is time, you should arrange for someone to teach her how to cultivate. An Innate Divine Body is a rare talent for cultivation and should not be wasted."
