Although Luo Fengzhi usually acted wildly, he had truly treated his two disciples well. Now that he had passed away, it was no wonder Luo Yingshen could not escape her grief. My sudden slumber might also have been something she felt guilty about.
Back then, I had left the Dao Alliance to seek revenge, and after returning, I had paid the price for it. She, meanwhile, had been unable to help at all. No matter how you looked at it, that would inevitably leave this proud woman feeling dejected.
"Brother Tian... I'm much better now." Luo Yingshen quickly recovered. She struggled out of my arms, then said, "Come inside and sit for a while..."
I nodded, but she suddenly stopped and said, "It's rather quiet here... Why don't we go to Benliu's place..."
"No need. I like staying with you somewhere quiet. His place is too lively and too crazy. I don't like it." I shook my head with a smile. If I went to Luo Benliu's place, the entire atmosphere would probably turn into a joke. That fellow kept his sorrow bottled up and only showed people his crazy side, just like his master. So if I saw him, I would probably end up going crazy with him.
"Oh... All right, then." Luo Yingshen was a woman with a mind of her own. She led me into her residence.
What met my eyes was indeed just as she had described. The furniture and furnishings were so sparse that the place felt utterly desolate. She truly was a woman like a fairy, practically a minimalist of the immortal world. As we sat facing each other, I could not help saying, "Just looking at your place is making my obsessive-compulsive disorder flare up. I'll get you some nice furniture later—or perhaps