Chen Shu: How much longer will your Heavy Anger last, my dear Qingqing?
Qingqing: Can't take it anymore?
Chen Shu: How could that be?
Chen Shu: This is a limited edition. The experience is fantastic. Even if you keep practicing it for another six months, I'll still find it fun.
Qingqing: You're lucky you weren't lying.
Chen Shu: I never lie to you.
Qingqing: Lie count +1.
Chen Shu: /embarrassed
Chen Shu: So how much longer?
Qingqing: It ends tomorrow.
Chen Shu: I'll really miss it.
Chen Shu: That wasn't a lie, was it?
Qingqing: Hmph.
Chen Shu: Send another one!
Qingqing: ?
Chen Shu: That "hmph." Do it again.
Qingqing: /smile
Chen Shu: Hurry, hurry. It's too cute.
Qingqing: Hmph.
Chen Shu: /goofy grin
He teased Qingqing a while longer as he slowly walked back to the dorm.
The dorm was empty.
"Ah..."
Chen Shu couldn't help sighing.
Ever since Brother Meng had resolved to better himself, Chen Shu had felt like an empty nester. Most of the time, he was alone in the dorm.
Chen Shu sat down on the sofa, thought for a moment, and opened the Ancient Cultivator Group chat.
Greens and Cocoa: The Hunting Festival is coming around again.
Greens and Cocoa: Anyone going for fun?
Gate of Myriad Wonders: I'm not.
Green-Lamp Ancient Buddha: Same.
Grandma Always Says: You're still in the mood for the Hunting Festival?
Chen Shu found that a little odd.
Greens and Cocoa: Why wouldn't I be?
Grandma Always Says: Didn't you sign up for the Martial Body Meet?
Grandma Always Says: /confused
Greens and Cocoa: I did.
Grandma Always Says: Then shouldn't you be cultivating hard, practicing Spells day and night, and training for combat? And you're going to the Hunting Festival?
Greens and Cocoa: Why? /blank stare
Grandma