"Quite a commotion."
Those were Ruthless's words when Meng Chuan found her, and they left him a little embarrassed.
He hadn't felt anything unusual while he was doing it.
But when Ruthless, an onlooker, pointed it out, he was so embarrassed he could have curled his toes into the ground. It made him feel terribly... awkward.
He had caused that much commotion with a few ordinary weapons of the Mortal World. Those who knew, knew.
But he couldn't help it. If Meng Chuan hadn't made it obvious, the people of Earth would never have understood what had happened.
And if they didn't understand, everything he'd done would have been pointless.
Every performance needed an audience, didn't it? One that could understand the performance, at that.
Otherwise, wouldn't he have performed for no one?
"Ahem." Meng Chuan cleared his throat twice, kept his composure, and said:
"I had no choice. It had to be done."
I really do want to keep a low profile.
But they forced me. They wouldn't let me.
"Do you still want to stay and play here for a while?" Meng Chuan hurriedly changed the subject and spoke to Xiao Nannan and the others.
"Can we?" Xiao Nannan looked up at Meng Chuan.
Meng Chuan rubbed her head and smiled. "Of course."
Staying for ten days or half a month to take Xiao Nannan and the others sightseeing wouldn't be a problem.
For Meng Chuan and Ruthless, the mere passage of ten days or half a month barely registered.
If they spent that time cultivating, it would be over almost as soon as they closed their eyes.
But if they spent those ten days or half a month doing things, the time would, in a sense, stretch out for Meng Chuan.
For the days that followed, Meng