That day, the sight of Ye Yu gripping Gong Youxia by the throat remained vivid in her mind.
Gong Qiumei did not dare provoke Ye Yu again.
"Handle it yourself." Ye Yu withdrew his gaze, turned, and entered the cave dwelling.
Fat Monk nodded.
Before long, Fat Monk walked inside. Gong Lei and the others at the entrance had already left.
"Kid, do you think these people have something wrong with their heads? I merely repaid her a favor, yet she acted as if she couldn't live without me," Fat Monk said as he approached Ye Yu, utterly baffled.
"Many people's minds simply work differently. Back when I was still Crown Prince, I met someone from another imperial dynasty. He had seen one dynasty and assumed every dynasty under heaven was the same. How should I put it? Some people are just too full of themselves." Ye Yu shrugged, speaking without much concern.
"Many people cannot see anything beyond the boundaries of their own understanding. Don't dwell on it."
Fat Monk scratched his head. "The troublesome part is that no matter what I say, they won't believe me. What should I do now?"
"Don't try to prove yourself. There's no point. Many people ask questions while already carrying the answers in their hearts; even if you talked until the sky cracked, it would be useless," Ye Yu said.
Fat Monk nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Feng Qiwen and Gu Qianqian inside the cave dwelling. "Old Feng is about to break through."
"Mm. Don't run around these next few days. Gong Lei and the others have arrived, and the Xu and Ye Families have probably arrived too. Don't cause trouble."
"What are you saying? Is Fat Master the sort of person who stirs up trouble?" Fat Monk patted his chest.
Ye