When wine met a kindred spirit, a thousand cups were too few; when words failed to strike a chord, half a sentence was too much. Whether it was Xie Gou or Bai Jing, there was really nothing much to talk about. After finishing a pot of wine, Chen Ping'an had a sudden whim and bade her farewell, saying he was going to the Northern Sacred Mountain Lord's Mansion. The Sable Hat Girl immediately chased after him, asking if she could return to Luopo Mountain. Being exiled outside like this forever was no solution. Wasn't she delaying Xiao Mo's cultivation? His talent for practicing the sword had never been as good as hers. If this dragged on, she could practice swordsmanship anytime, anywhere, even while eating, drinking, relieving herself, and sleeping. Her perfected Ascension Realm would only become more perfect, widening the gap between them. Xiao Mo would lose even more face, and once he lost face, he would want to see her even less. Alas, men would rather suffer alive than lose face.
By this point, Chen Ping'an had lost any patience for listening to her ramble. But judging by her manner, Xie Gou had apparently made up her mind: unless she got an answer today, she would follow him all the way to Piyun Mountain. Chen Ping'an had no choice but to stop beside the Rest Pavilion and tell her to give him a reason that could persuade him. Xie Gou said that once she returned to the mountain, she would definitely be more cautious with her words and actions than before. Every day, she would learn from the Qilong Alley Left Guardian and keep her tail between her legs. If the Mountain Lord did not believe her, she could swear an oath—in Master Bai Ze's name. Could that