When the Dust Settled

Over there, Qin Yi lay sprawled on the clouds, his eyes still spinning in circles.

Liusu hid inside the ring, adding sound effects for his dizziness all by herself, delighted beyond measure.

Cheng Cheng stood with her arms folded, casting a sidelong glance at him.

Everyone, Cheng Cheng included, watched with folded arms, and their expressions gradually became strange.

Actually, Qin Yi had jumped about and cursed Orange Peel Old Daoist Nun, yet Xi Yue True Person had endured it several times without losing her temper. That was already very strange. Giving him a final lesson was simply only right and proper; if she did not beat him, people would start doubting life itself.

But the tone of that sentence had been so strange... Why did it feel a little like flirtatious bickering?

And she had hit him so lightly. Did that even count as hitting?

Was it an illusion?

Many people recalled Zuo Qingtian's "rumor."

It seemed he had said that Xi Yue True Person had run away with some pretty boy... Originally, no one knew who this pretty boy was. Only acquaintances who knew Qin Yi was in the Great Wilderness and knew full well how abundant his romantic entanglements were might have guessed it had something to do with him. How could anyone else have known? They had taken it entirely as Zuo Qingtian spouting nonsense.

But now, they seemed to understand a little... This Qin Yi was acquainted with the Dragon Son and appeared to have returned from the Great Wilderness, right? Had he been present during the Kunlun Void campaign? Perhaps Zuo Qingtian had not been spreading rumors after all...

Everyone looked at one another and fell silent.

No one had Zuo Qingtian's iron head. If they spoke nonsense and got slapped to death, no