Jemima’s face flamed anew, and ducked behind Jhaelyn. Jhaelyn scolded softly, “Mr. Flaxseed, stop teasing!”

Jared burst into hearty laughter, slinging an arm around each woman’s shoulders. “Curious? Find yourself a willing partner and try it, you’ll see soon enough.”

Flaxseed stroked his chin, eyes shining with anticipation. “You know, that sounds like an excellent plan…”

From his post at a respectful distance, Saleto watched the three of them chatting and beaming at one another, then shook his head in mild bafflement.

“What a shame,” muttered, “Jared’s overall strength is impressive, but when it comes to dual cultivation, he’s still a little green. Barely an hour, and he’s already spent!”

Jared heard that and could only stare, speechless.

Flaxseed burst into boisterous laughter. “You don’t get it, Mr. Saleto. Inside the Pentacarna Tower, time flows differently, one year outside equals a hundred years inside. To you, it’s been one short hour, but our Jared in there has been at it for several days…”