Bang!
The door was shut tight. Daoist Purple Duckweed and Qin Zhaorong stood in the corridor, being punished.
Originally, the two of them were supposed to be standing punishment inside the room. Shang Qingmeng's intention had been to make Xiang Yuan behave himself before her two junior sisters, so they could see it clearly and give up their unrealistic fantasies.
But Xiang Yuan refused to submit no matter what, so Shang Qingmeng settled for the next best thing and made the two stand outside the room. She even sneered sharply that if they could play the flute, they ought to strike up a little tune to liven things up for Senior Sister.
Sever the seven emotions and cast off the six desires (×)
To hell with shame (√)
There was little worth saying about what happened inside. Fairy Shang sailed across a sea of jealousy, her performance vigorous and exaggerated. Xiang Yuan had not even drawn his gun before she cried out and died.
The noise was loud, making Xiang Yuan seem blessed with godlike strength.
In the corridor, hearing her senior sister's cries of living and dying, Qin Zhaorong pulled out a white silk handkerchief and dabbed at the tears in the corners of her eyes. Then, delighted, she pressed herself against the door to eavesdrop. Who knew what she was imagining? Her gaze blazed like torches, even the roots of her ears had turned red, and an "eh eh eh" laugh slipped from her lips.
A pure-blooded spectator of drama.
Beside her, Purple Duckweed sighed long and short. She pondered for ages but still could not figure out why she was here.
Qin Zhaorong harbored improper intentions toward Xiang Yuan, so it was only natural for Senior Sister to target her. But Purple Duckweed and Xiang Yuan were