Late at night.
Qing Ye was still a little muddle-headed and had no idea what Junior Sister had been talking about during the day.
Perhaps she should find a teacher and ask for guidance?
Reason told her that if something was bothering her, asking Junior Sister directly would be the most straightforward approach.
But another voice of reason was telling her otherwise.
She could ask Junior Sister about anything else, but if she asked about this, she would definitely get beaten up.
At that moment, Junior Sister and her daughter were both asleep.
Qing Ye grew melancholy as she gazed into the night.
Mouthful after mouthful of strong liquor slid down her throat. It seemed that only this could slightly ease the oppression in her heart.
"Drinking again?"
Yue Wuhua stood beneath the night sky, possessing a peerless beauty akin to Ye Qingxian's.
The breathtaking impression she made at first sight was enough to remain in anyone's heart.
Qing Ye gave an awkward smile. "How did you know I was Ye Qingxian too?"
Yue Wuhua smiled. "Hasn't the whole world already found out?"
"..."
"Who outside doesn't know that you, Ye Qingxian, went mad with love, fell into darkness for love, and banged your head against the wall for love? Who can compare with Ye Qingxian? In a fit of rage for a beauty, you took Ghost Seven Venerable's full-strength attack with your life on the line and willingly cast yourself down into the mortal world. Aren't those deeds already known to everyone? People outside are even saying that you've abandoned your own sect, chasing Junior Sister all over the world, and that you even had a little bean with her."
Qing Ye's face darkened on the spot when she heard that.
"Besides, those were things Ye Qingxian did. What