Quietly Ask the Holy Monk: Is the Daughter Beautiful?

"Young master, your tea!" Luo Hongnu set the cup down coldly before Chen Luo, then turned and walked out.

Chen Luo stared after her, baffled. "What got into her this early in the morning?"

He lifted the cup and took a sip, only to spit it straight back out.

"Hongnu, this is cold water!"

"Hongnu!"

"Young master, don't call for her." Ao Lingling appeared beside Chen Luo and picked up the cup. "This old servant will get you another."

Chen Luo looked at Ao Lingling, even more confused. "What happened? Did I offend Hongnu?"

Ao Lingling sighed. "Young master, word about you got out..."

Chen Luo froze. Then something occurred to him, and his eyes went wide. "No... It can't be..."

"The water demons of the Xun Yuan River have been wiped out!"

"Hai Rui and the others killed thousands of Aristocratic Clan disciples!"

"I reached Martial Dao First Rank!"

"The Fang Household started opening its path to the Dao!"

"I beat the Fang Household into shutting its gates!"

"With all those major events, people still have time to discuss that?"

Ao Lingling shook his head. "Young master, you went into seclusion to stabilize your cultivation as soon as you returned yesterday."

"Over the course of one night..."

"No one discussed any of the things you mentioned."

"They're all talking about that one thing!"

Chen Luo: (||)

Still unwilling to give up, Chen Luo pressed him. "The thing you mean isn't the thing I'm thinking of, right?"

Ao Lingling gave him a look that said Who are you trying to fool? "It's your primordial yang—"

"Stop!" Chen Luo cut him off.

He took several deep breaths, trying to steady himself.

"So... what's the situation now?"

Ao Lingling blinked and chose his words carefully. "If discussing this could generate Red Dust