While the others were talking, the eyelashes of the woman in Lu Sheng's arms fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.
The first thing she saw was Lu Sheng's stern face, followed by Mo Shang's beaming smile.
"Fellow Daoist, interested in joining the Falling Cloud Sect? Are you in a three-year relationship with Lu?" Mo Shang asked with a smile as soon as he saw her awaken.
"Huh?"
Already bewildered, the woman grew even more confused at Mo Shang's questions.
"Not yet. We're just friends..." Then she caught on, her cheeks flushing as she hurriedly answered.
She had barely understood the first question, but she understood the second.
"Ohhh, not yet? Doesn't that mean you will be someday?" A knowing look appeared on Mo Shang's face at her words.
"Oho, I reckon it won't be long..."
"How come everyone's pairing up? The Heavenly Dao is unjust..."
"Wonderful, just wonderful. Even Lu's landed himself a fine catch..."
"If you ask me, you two should just get your marriage certificate. I'll bring the civil affairs office over..."
"Where would you find a civil affairs office on the Mystic Sky Continent? You've lost your mind. If you ask me, you should have the Great Dao witness your marriage."
"No, no..."
Facing their teasing, the woman waved her hands repeatedly, then secretly glanced up at Lu Sheng. But the moment she looked up, her eyes met his.
Silence fell for a moment. Her faintly flushed face turned scarlet, and a wisp of steam rose from the top of her head. Covering her face, she quickly lowered her head.
Lu Sheng looked puzzled at her reaction, then seemed to think of something. He looked up at Mo Shang and asked:
"Senior Brother Mo, didn't you heal her properly? Why is she steaming?"
Mo Shang: