"Yeah, that blockhead suddenly came to his senses. I really want to thank whoever injured him. If he hadn't gotten hurt this time, he wouldn't have come back even once all year.
Unlike now, when he's stayed with me for so long."
Bai Ye's expression turned slightly strange. You can thank me. I was the one who beat him up.
Of course, he didn't say it aloud. Pei Qingyue might claim to be grateful, but if she actually encountered the culprit, her face would definitely change.
Feelings really did grow over time. A lone man and woman living together every day, the man seriously ill and bedridden, the woman caring for him at close range—it would be hard for nothing to happen.
But how did the Chief Judge usually kiss? After all, he had no tongue.
Damn it!
Bai Ye thought of Perky Xiaotong again. He wanted something to happen too.
After chatting for a while, the Chief Judge finally adjusted his state and emerged from the house carrying his treasured tea leaves.
A gentle smile hung on his face, as though nothing had happened.
"Son-in-law disciple, did you come this time because of the Pseudo-Humans?"
Bai Ye nodded and got straight to the point. "That's right. I heard from An... Xiao Tong's second brother that, with your help, he captured quite a few Pseudo-Humans."
The Chief Judge poured a cup of tea and gently pushed it over. "That did happen. Here, taste the tea first."
Bai Ye picked up the cup and took a small sip. It tasted even worse than the coarse tea from before—more bitter, too.
This is supposed to be treasured!? Did Old Fang resent me for making fun of him earlier and deliberately mess with me?
He suspiciously set down the teacup. "This tea..."
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