Only Because She Cared Too Much

The gathering dark clouds were merely Qin Yi's guilty illusion.

In truth, Doggie could tell that this scene was far less dramatic than the atmosphere at the wedding had been... If Liusu had been here to eat this melon, she might have been disappointed.

Ju Yunxiu also watched Yu Shang's puffed-up expression with some curiosity.

She felt Yu Shang was somewhat weak.

Yu Shang had glared at her for so long that Ju Yunxiu had expected some lofty argument, yet Yu Shang had merely defended herself angrily without launching any counterattack.

What was that supposed to be?

Back then, even that Little Daoist Nun who only knew how to stamp her feet had countered her with barbs in her words. Later, Qing Jun had simply torn into her right onto the bed.

Among cultivators, some forged ahead with courage and vigor, while others retreated serenely into nature. Yet they all shared one trait: they did not fear contention.

Even those most inclined toward serene withdrawal had to fight when an opportunity came before them. If they fought for neither this nor that, where would fortune come from? The heavens would not simply drop it into their laps.

The same applied to matters between men and women. No matter how detached Minghe's nature was, when the moment came, she still retaliated out of unwillingness—and quite sharply, at that.

It stemmed from caring.

As long as one cared, one could not remain detached.

The ability to stand aloof from the mundane world came only from not caring. From this perspective, the so-called Supreme was simply one who had no need to care about anything.

So, did Yu Shang not care about Qin Yi?

She clutched Qin Yi's arm so tightly it was nearly pulled straight.

She cared down to her bones.

Yes,