Inside the lonely, drifting Cloud Boat.
Meng Yutong lay comfortably on a rocking chair, enjoying the little breeze, while Lin Heng stood behind her, eagerly kneading her shoulders.
"Heng'er, what did that vixen Murong Yi say to you in private? Can you tell Master?"
"Are you sure? But I'm afraid you'll blow up, Master!"
"I won't. Master will stay calm and composed!"
"Mm... she said you were petty, Master, and didn't understand the ways of the world at all!"
"(｀?′)?"
"Hey, hey, hey! Master, we agreed on this, no changing faces!" Lin Heng hurriedly reminded her.
Meng Yutong's expression immediately eased. "Hmph... who changed faces? I didn't even say anything!"
Yes, yes, yes! Changing faces doesn't cost beans, but the corners of your mouth are almost splitting to your chin. The moment something gets mentioned, you blow up!
No wonder last time, inside the cauldron, you were so angry your luck carried you over.
Anger +1↑
"What else did she say?"
What else could she say? That you don't have much ability, but you're especially good at taking on work!
But he could not say that directly, or she would break down again!
Lin Heng did not say it with his mouth, but his inner thoughts said it all.
"We didn't talk about you anymore, Master, but about the arrangements coming up. According to her, this whole Supreme Alliance matter still hasn't been completely resolved!"
"The real battlefield isn't in the Southern Continent!"
"I really don't get it. If the battlefield isn't in the Southern Continent, then where is it? Northern Continent... the Northern Continent isn't possible either!"
"It can't just appear directly in the Western Continent, right?"
Lin Heng was talking to himself when he suddenly heard the sound of teeth grinding.
"Master, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, my teeth just