"Let bygones be bygones, life has already seen so much wind and rain. Even if memories cannot be erased, love and hate still remain deep in our hearts..."
In front of the quiet room, Lu Bei hummed bitterly under his breath.
What he feared had come to pass. Even if he had racked his brains, he never would have imagined that She Xuan and Zhu Qilan would undergo their tribulations on the same day.
"You don't have to toy with me like this. If you're displeased with me, just hit me with something vicious and kill me with a bolt of lightning."
Lu Bei raised his head to the sky and paced back and forth in tiny steps, babbling, "I know. You're still angry about the Kunpeng incident. There's no need for that. I've already forgiven myself. Your heart is broader than the heavens, so why can't you let it go?"
"Why are you wandering around outside? Come in if you have something to say."
As Lu Bei rambled on, Zhu Qilan's voice came from inside the quiet room. That deadbeat—after not seeing him for so long, he still loved disturbing her peace and quiet.
"Cousin, I'm coming in!"
Lu Bei clenched his fists and gave a low hum. He pushed open the door and entered the quiet room, sat cross-legged on the couch, wrapped an arm around her slender waist, and completed the three steps of dual cultivation in one smooth motion. Anyone could tell he had practiced it more than a few times.
Zhu Qilan looked disgusted on the surface but was secretly delighted. Leaning against Lu Bei's shoulder, she stealthily inhaled the fragrance on the pretty boy's body.
It all smelled of Steward Yu!
She gave a cold hum. "Why isn't Sect Master Lu enjoying his blessings