Come Quickly

Chen Zui honestly shook his head. "No, she just said I had poor judgment and terrible taste."

"Then that's it. She was giving you pointers, telling you to send her something better next time."

"Really? It's that simple?"

Wen Xu teased, "You think it's simple?"

Chen Zui thought of the dresses from Lotus Pavilion and immediately changed his tune. "Then next time, please help me pick them out."

Wen Xu could not help reminding him, "I can't see."

"I know, but I trust you."

Listen to that—was that even something a person should say? Wen Xu began doubting himself. Perhaps he had not been as successful at pretending to be blind as he imagined? In fact, it seemed that up until now, no one had cared whether he was truly blind. Everyone treated him like a normal person. It had to be said that this was one reason Wen Xu could pretend to be blind with such peace of mind.

"So this is why you send me a Communication Talisman every two hours?"

Chen Zui shook his head, then pointed at the saber beside him. "You be the judge. My master said..." He launched into a long, rambling string of complaints.

But Wen Xu began to drift off. This was probably the first time he had heard Chen Zui speak such a long stretch at once. Sure enough, Venerable Yanshan truly knew how to infuriate his disciple. That strike had hit dead center. No wonder Chen Zui... as Chunchou would put it, had his defenses shattered.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Do you think so too?"

Wen Xu thought about it and shook his head. "I don't know. I don't practice the saber."

"What about your sword? What kind of weapon do you think a sword is?"

Wen Xu was