Xiang Jun let out a sinister chuckle. Although Tang Wutong often complained that Huo Yuxi was a third wheel, wasn't she one herself?
Now that Tang Wutong was temporarily gone, he had to show what he could do and mold the daughter of destiny completely into his own shape before God King Tang could react.
When Xiang Jun returned to the Dormitory, Huo Yuxi, who could rival the most obsessive cultivation fanatic, was actually not cultivating for once. She simply lay quietly on her bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
He wasn't sure whether he was imagining things, but he vaguely seemed to hear Huo Yuxi saying things like, "This isn't real. They were only cultivating..."
"Yuxi, you're not dead, are you?" Xiang Jun walked to her bedside, a flicker of concern crossing his eyes.
"Huh? Big Brother Xiang..."
Huo Yuxi hadn't noticed him at all. Hearing that familiar voice, her face instantly lit up with joy, but a second later, her expression froze.
With her Spirit Eyes Martial Soul, Huo Yuxi could clearly see a very conspicuous red mark on Xiang Jun's neck.
What was that?
Her instincts told her that something nobody else knew about must have happened between Xiang Jun and Tang Wutong last night.
"Big Brother Xiang Jun, welcome back." Although Huo Yuxi felt somewhat uncomfortable inside, she still forced out a faint smile.
Speaking of which... where did Sister Wutong go?
Huo Yuxi blinked. Big Brother Xiang Jun and Sister Wutong had clearly left together yesterday.
"Wutong took leave to go home. It'll probably be a few months before she comes back." Seeing Huo Yuxi's puzzled expression, Xiang Jun naturally slipped an arm around her shoulders and explained.
Home?
Huo Yuxi nodded without quite understanding, then suddenly thought of a crucial question.
*Since Sister Wutong