"He Pingsheng, look me in the fucking eyes!"
"You owe me a clear explanation! How... could... you... be... in... Wen Buwan's... room?"
Su Muyu stood before He Pingsheng, one hand on her hip and the other pointing at him, bristling with aggression.
He Pingsheng rubbed his eyes and said, "This will be my Daoist Grounds from now on!"
"What's wrong?"
"Weren't you in seclusion?"
"Why did you come out again?"
He Pingsheng braced a hand against the floor, then sat upright on the meditation cushion.
The meditation cushion beneath him was even pink.
"I'm asking you, not telling you to ask me!" Su Muyu said. "What exactly happened?"
"Look at those dark circles around your eyes!"
"And why has your body become so weak? This room reeks of some foxy seductress..."
"He Pingsheng... what exactly did you do?" Su Muyu gritted her teeth. "Did you and Wen Buwan... you... did you two have an illicit affair?"
"Hehehehe..."
Even Su Muyu's smile concealed killing intent.
He Pingsheng said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Wen Buwan and I share a traditional friendship between fellow disciples!"
"She hit a bottleneck in her cultivation, didn't she? So she asked me over to help her break through it. Ahem... the two of us merely spent a few days discussing the Dao together. If you don't believe me, take a look later and see whether she's broken through her bottleneck!"
He Pingsheng was not lying about that.
For some unknown reason, after he and Wen Buwan had their rain-phoenix and cloud-dragon encounter, the girl had actually broken straight through her bottleneck.
All he could say was that it was a little unexpected.
At that very moment, Wen Buwan was stabilizing her cultivation in the side hall next door!
Hearing this, Su Muyu's eyes immediately lit