"Glug glug—"
Xiang Yuan stared with dead-fish eyes, crouched in the water and blew bubbles, the claw marks across his back looking especially vicious.
The physical defense gained from cultivating the Formless Seal Method varied according to the situation. It was hard when it needed to be hard, soft when it needed to be soft; one had to assess the circumstances and strike the right balance between hard and soft. Today, he needed to play the victim, so his defenses absolutely had to be breached.
He had previously thought Shang Qingmeng, who had severed her seven emotions and six desires and lost all sense of shame, had the ugliest table manners. Now, though, it seemed Fairy Shang still possessed excellent dining etiquette.
Unlike certain palace masters, who at first glance appeared to be clean freaks, insisting on rinsing their ingredients in clear water before a meal. In truth, they ate with brutal crudeness and did not understand cherishing ingredients in the slightest.
After crouching there for a while, Xiang Yuan stood and shook the droplets from his body. He pulled on the folded clothes beside him, baring his teeth in pain as he dressed, determined to carry his pitiful act through to the end.
Then he looked at the flawless white back before him, her long hair reaching her waist, and took out a black Daoist robe to drape over her shoulders, lest they bump heads.
Perfect!
Now they would not bump heads.
Xiang Yuan silently gave himself a thumbs-up. Meticulous as a strand of hair, attentive in every detail—such a child's puzzle could not possibly stump him.
Bang~~~
Seeing stars, Xiang Yuan turned his head with a bewildered look and stared at Bai Wuyan, unable to understand what had happened.
As a pretty-boy whose only skill was clinging to