"Aaah~ Ah~ I'm going to die, I'm going to die." Inside him, the Merit Snake Beauty cupped her cheeks with both hands, using Song Shuhang's voice to convey her feelings.
[Record this. Let's record this scene... We can sell it to the senior fairies in the Nine Provinces Number One Group later.] Song Shuhang secretly transmitted his voice to the Merit Snake Beauty.
The senior fairies in the Nine Provinces Number One Group would definitely pay Spirit Stones for this footage. Right... he couldn't leave Mama Yellow Mountain out, either. Mama Yellow Mountain might also be quite fond of this scene. After all, he had a mother's mindset, too.
Just then, Young White spoke with an air of worldly wisdom again. "Still, I've never met Soft Feather's mother. Before I went into seclusion last time, Fellow Daoist Spirit Butterfly was still a single Seventh-Grade Venerable. When I came out this time, I learned that his daughter, Soft Feather, had already grown into a pretty young girl. Seclusion is nice, but sometimes it makes you miss interesting things."
"Mm, that's why I think going into seclusion for a few days at a time, like I do, is pretty good," Song Drill said, nodding his drill tip slightly.
Young White asked in confusion, "Isn't that just sleeping?"
The Merit Snake Beauty promptly played one of Cheng Lin's lines. "Promise me you won't drag the word 'seclusion' through the mud, okay?"
Song Shuhang: "..."
"So that really was you going into seclusion?" Young White stepped forward and gently patted Song Drill, comforting him. "Don't feel down, Shuhang. You've already worked very hard. You just don't have a talent for seclusion."
Song Shuhang was moved to tears by this sorrowful comfort.
"Why did you suddenly ask about Soft Feather's mother?" Young White asked curiously.