Lu Yang, Meng Jingzhou, and the others had originally planned to find solid evidence, expose Kang Wei's true colors, and make Zhong Qing'er realize that her love before had all been a deception.
Now there was no need. She had fallen for someone else—she had taken a liking to Shi Chan.
"Senior Brother Meng, you jest. This humble monk is merely more handsome than the average person."
"Alas, the people of this world only care about this humble monk's fine skin, while remaining unmoved by his Buddhist principles."
Meng Jingzhou's urge to hit someone grew even stronger.
Meanwhile, in the little pavilion, the drama of two men fighting over one woman was still playing out.
"Kang Wei, you're a good person, but we're not suited for each other."
Zhong Qing'er nestled in the fake Shi Chan's arms. Even while speaking to Kang Wei, she kept watching the fake Shi Chan's expression, afraid that he might become displeased.
The fake Shi Chan scratched the tip of Zhong Qing'er's nose. "You silly girl, how could I be unhappy? You rejected him and chose me. I'm overjoyed."
"Shi Chan, you're so good to me."
"So are you."
Kang Wei: "..."
What was going on? Everything had been fine yesterday, so how had he ended up being cuckolded today?
And all in a dream, at that.
"Judging from Kang Wei's appearance, he's just an ordinary person. There's not a trace of cultivation on him."
Even if cultivators did not reveal their cultivation, their breathing and manner of walking would still differ from those of ordinary people who had never cultivated.
Unless they deliberately concealed it or had reached the state of returning to simplicity.
"How could an ordinary person use the Dream Entering Technique?" Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou frowned. Wouldn't that make the