"Heh. You're playing with Zhao Qiuluo, so why do you need my help?"
Su Muzhi came out of the room wearing a padded coat.
"Didn't we used to do this sort of thing together?"
Jiang Linyuan headed for the living room to pick up the kettle. He was a little thirsty.
"True."
Su Muzhi followed behind him and nodded. Then a smile appeared on her face.
"I don't like Zhao Qiuluo much either. You'd better play with her feelings properly."
"Why don't you like her? Ms. Zhao hasn't said more than a few words to you, has she?"
"It's the way she looks at me. When you and I are standing together, she only talks to you, but her eyes keep drifting over to me."
"Maybe she's just reminiscing about the past or something?"
"Heh. That look didn't seem like that to me."
As they spoke, they reached the living room. Jiang Linyuan picked up the kettle, poured himself a cup of tea, then poured one for Su Muzhi.
"Little Su, you can tell whether someone's good or bad just by looking at them?"
Jiang Linyuan took a sip. Warmth spread through him.
It felt as good as taking a piss.
"Heh. Actually, I can read minds, too."
Su Muzhi smiled as she held her teacup and took small sips.
So we're all superpowered, huh?
Then I'll stop pretending, too.
"Little Su, actually, I'm an immortal. I know a great divine ability called the Law of Heaven and Earth! It's just that this is the Age of Declining Dharma, so I can only transform partway."
Jiang Linyuan put on a solemn expression.
How exciting!
"Heh. Then show me next time?"
Su Muzhi's gaze traveled down him, and the corners of her mouth curled upward.
"The Dharma can't be taught personally."