Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, All Lovey-Dovey

Why was no one coming? Why was no one coming?

I hadn't even dared tell Brother Qu about Xiang Wentian's death.

Because of the imperial edict, I had even given up my post as a vice commander.

Why had everything gone so smoothly?

Why?

Though Liu Zhengfeng had successfully performed Golden Basin Hand-Washing, he did not know whether he should feel joy or sorrow.

"Martial Uncle Liu is so strange. Wasn't Golden Basin Hand-Washing what he wanted? Why does he look like his own father just died?" Lu Dayou muttered under his breath.

He had not wanted to show himself in the first place. He had only wanted to stay in the room with his Senior Brother.

His heart was thus filled with resentment.

At the same time, he believed that in such a lively setting, his master would have no time to pay attention to him.

"Lu—Da—You—" Yue Buqun enunciated each word, so furious that he laughed instead. "Get the hell back to your room. You are not allowed to go looking for that beast Linghu Chong!"

Lu Dayou went from fear to delight, then from delight to grief.

He secretly lamented, Senior Brother, you've really offended Master to the death this time. Damn it, why did Master have to notice me, Six Monkeys, at just this moment?

What he did not know was that it was all because of last night's events.

Because of this, from just now until the present, Yue Buqun and Liu Zhengfeng had both been secretly circulating their internal energy, watching in every direction and listening for the slightest sound.

The former feared disrupting Immortal Li's enjoyment.

The latter was half afraid and half expectant that the Demonic Cult would appear.

He feared that his friend, family, and disciples would be harmed because of