Lin Su left Lone Peak and stopped in midair. A light whirlwind stirred around him, and a figure stepped out from a cloud behind him. It was Zhou Mei.
"She left!" Zhou Mei said. "She went south."
The "she" she meant was Moon Shadow.
A smile appeared on Lin Su's face. "The grand plan has begun!"
"The smile on your face really annoys me."
Lin Su did not understand. "Why?"
Zhou Mei sighed. "You just lost a little wife. How could you be so calm and detached? Sure, you have plenty of wives—ones that fly in the sky, swim in the water, and burrow into the ground are everywhere—but shouldn't the greatest virtue of a romantic man be this: even if he has many wives, losing one should still make him sad for two or three days? Yet you turn your face and immediately beam with joy. I feel deeply indignant on behalf of little beauty Lu!"
"Who said I lost her?" Lin Su said.
Zhou Mei's eyes went round. "She's already become a nun! She even shaved her head!"
"Can't I flirt with someone just because she has no hair? Does hair affect the feel? You said my wives include those flying in the sky, swimming in the water, and burrowing in the soil. Is it really so strange for one of them to be in a temple, knocking a Wooden Fish?"
Zhou Mei was completely speechless...
"Forget it. You don't need to put on such an act. I know you're still a little sad inside; you simply refuse to show it. Going up Lone Peak and having a huge fight with Dugu Xing was really just you venting your inner gloom... Get aboard. I'll drink a few cups with you."
Zhou Mei lightly stretched out her hand, and