Plums Ripen in the Rain (1)

Shen Yuxi wilted.

"Ah... life is unpredictable. One sausage wrapped around another..."

Shen Yuxi heaved a heavy sigh.

He shipped all sorts of couples on a daily basis, seemingly without a shred of restraint. Deep down, though, he held an almost reverent fondness for pure, one-on-one love stories in which two people endured hardship and saved each other.

He longed for that kind of untainted love, for the moving sight of two broken souls finally fitting together into a whole.

That was why the "Cold Rain" pairing of Lin Mumu and Zhu Jiugo—torn apart by the people involved before it had even begun—had dealt him a devastating blow. It was true damage with a critical hit on top.

My ship... My precious ship got ripped out by the roots before it could even sprout... Damn it, I want a refund! Give me back all that hope and emotion!

Shen Yuxi's silent wail left him listless for days.

It wasn't just the painful failure of his ship that had him down. His damned premonition, the one that always came true, had proved right again: Lin Mumu had gotten into trouble.

During her two years of travel, she had punished evildoers wherever she went, wiping out countless demonic cultivators and evil spirits and stirring up no end of trouble.

She returned to the mountain bursting with stories, and naturally, the first person she wanted to tell was her like-minded fifth senior brother, Lin Huaixu. Besides, now that the strange stone egg had an owner, she could no longer give it to him to make a magical treasure. She ought to let him know.

Shen Yuxi really hadn't meant to eavesdrop. He was merely... worried that his junior sister might have caused some terrible disaster out of his sight without even realizing it.