The news that Zelan Fengtang had been enlightened by a single remark from Master Zai Jiu Xunge while playing mahjong set the Battlefield Chat Channel ablaze again.
Yudun was woken from her sleep by seventeen high-priority notifications, all requests for Joint Training.
She lay with her eyes open, quietly watching the night sky overhead, thinking, With all that skill at conversation, how have they still not found their own direction? And at a time like this, is it so hard to open their mouths and ask others what they think of them? What stubborn donkeys...
When she said this in the Godly Demon Great Assembly, the chat actually fell silent for quite a while.
[Feiju]: Sis... you were like that back then too...
[Mangmang]: And Qihua... Captain... Graffiti... Drummer...
[Qihua]: Stop listing names. I haven't said a word.
[Bitter Cup]: I heard you received a Qihua whoopee cushion?
[Qihua]: Already burned it.
[Yudun]: If you've already burned it, why did you seal off your island?
[Qihua]: I knew you wanted to come steal it!
The Player Chat Channel was bustling too.
[Zai Jiu Song Gui]: Maple Sugar, Maple Sugar, Maple Sugar, what did you two talk about??
[Zai Jiu Mistblade]: Once we're back in Zai Jiu, let's tie Tulan up and make her talk to us for three days and nights first.
[Donghai Shark Leng]: I look down on you all. Arbiter, I'm willing to pay for a consultation.
[Zai Jiu · Xie Xie]: Get lost.
[Zelan the Fat Goose]: Master!! For the sake of those three years I spent fighting over milk for you in Moonlight Wetland, take a look at me!
[Fu Qingfengji]: Has she found hers yet?
[Dawn Cicada]: Not yet. I suspect this direction is hard to find on your own. Everyone needs someone else to