Until Youwo's time ran out and her figure faded silently away, she never managed to say another word.
Yu Xunge had only just begun to feel a little lighter when someone else crouched down beside her. The floral fragrance told her who it was.
Zai Jiu Xianchan leaned over and asked quietly, "What was that about?"
Yu Xunge said, "You can go ask your god yourself."
Zai Jiu Xianchan said, "Sometimes you're really infuriating to talk to, with all that snide sarcasm."
Yu Xunge said, "Teacher Zhuri taught me."
Over where she was choosing a boxed meal, Zhuri's hand paused. She said to Huang Jin, "Did she just add a title before my name? Should I be touched that she didn't call me Cooking Teacher or Etiquette Teacher?"
Huang Jin concentrated on wiping the Greatsword, not even lifting an eyelid. "Maybe she thought it over and couldn't come up with anything particularly special you taught her. She doesn't use a dagger anymore, either."
Zhuri: ???
Yu Xunge told Zai Jiu Xianchan seriously, "If we keep talking, I'm going to get beaten up. I can't talk to you anymore."
Zai Jiu Xianchan: "..." You're the one who brought up your teacher...
Tulan hurriedly pulled several more boxed meals packed in Zai Jiu out of the Gashapon Machine and pushed them in front of the elf. "Teacher~ You're furious, aren't you? Hurry and pick some. These are all her favorites. If you eat them, she won't get any."
Once Zhuri had finished choosing, Tulan went to find Mistblade and Maple Sugar with the little Gashapon Machine on her back. In the end, she even braved Yu Xunge's death glare to give Zai Jiu Xianchan a meal.
Yu Xunge was utterly helpless against this sucker for a pretty face.
Tulan knew Yu Xunge