Chapter 137: Hugo Jones

"That hit the spot." Hugo Jones climbed off the woman, who lay pale and limp on the bed. He sneered in disdain. This woman was worthless. She did nothing for his cultivation. It seemed his master was right; if he wanted to make real progress, he needed one of the legendary ten physiques. Ordinary women were useless to him. "Get out." He frowned as the woman's face rapidly aged, then kicked her off the bed. She shot him a terrified glance and bolted in a panic. Hugo draped a robe over his shoulders...