"I'm no cut-sleeve," Jiang Wanyin says, immediately. He stumbles over his words a little; his tongue feels weirdly thick in his mouth? Anyway, it doesn't count, with the Chief Cultivator, because the Chief Cultivator always dresses like a woman when they... whatever... and never asks Jiang Wanyin to look at or touch his prick, no matter what Jiang Wanyin... whatever!! He's no cut-sleeve. Obviously.