"Chen Xun." Yu Xuan arrived, looking down at him from on high.
She wore a magnificent violet palace gown, and one of its flowing ribbons viciously slapped Chen Xun across the face. His lips trembled as he stared in disbelief at the tiny chipped corner that had been kicked out of his treasured chair, as though a piece of his own flesh had been carved away.
Chen Xun said shakily, "Yu Xuan, I refined this chair for hundreds of millions of years. It is brimming with the treasure aura of Tiandi and supreme fortune. You..."
"I'll pay for it." Yu Xuan cut Chen Xun off directly. Those two words immediately shut him up.
"Then it's fine."
Chen Xun gave a light cough and sat directly on the ground. He studied Yu Xuan seriously before saying, "You've become much more radiant than before. Hehe, it seems Jade Terrace Immortal Palace has treated you well."
He began teasing her.
Yu Xuan nearly rolled her eyes. Chen Xun was hardly ever serious. "I'm preparing to take some disciples Beyond Heaven. I likely won't return for many years, so I came to let you know—lest you sneak over and chop down my Jade Terrace Immortal Tree while I'm gone."
"Hey, be reasonable."
Chen Xun's eyes flew open. He abruptly rose to his feet, his stance elegant and unrestrained. "Just because you told me, does that mean I won't go chop it down?"
"Then this old lady won't compensate you for that lousy chair."
"Fuck!"
Chen Xun was so angry he laughed instead, clasping his hands behind his back as his fists clenched. "In that case, I won't go for now. I'll visit after you return."
"Drop the act." Yu Xuan sneered, but her imposing bearing suddenly weakened, and even her voice softened considerably. "The