Several Tree Spirits on the ground tilted their heads up, looking now at Su Mo in his fluttering white robes, now at the graceful Wen Ge in her pale green dress.
Even their muddled awareness could sense the awkwardness emanating from the white-robed man.
Su Mo was indeed embarrassed. He had concealed his identity, only for someone else to expose it.
Yet after exposing him, she had merely reminded him not to act under the identity of Heavenly Secrets Grotto-Heaven again, without the slightest intention of questioning him further.
Su Mo felt a trace of goodwill toward this unfamiliar woman before him, who seemed gentle and understanding.
Wen Ge looked at Su Mo with a faint smile, then shook her head and turned, her lovely figure like a stream of gentle water.
"Why thank me? I was merely exercising the most basic caution toward a stranger."
Su Mo paused, then smiled.
"Nigugu... nigu nigu..."
The Tree Spirits on the ground ran to Su Mo's feet, reached out their little hands to tug at his robe, then pointed in distress at several calligraphy scrolls on the ground nearby, as though asking for help.
Wen Ge visibly paused at the Tree Spirits' easy familiarity and affection toward Su Mo. Then she turned to him and said, "They seem very fond of you..."
"That is something I have never seen before."
Su Mo looked at the Tree Spirits by his feet and chuckled softly. "It seems they always run into all sorts of problems."
Seeing that Su Mo seemed to know nothing about it, that peculiar look flashed through Wen Ge's eyes again.
Pulled along by the Tree Spirits, Su Mo looked at the calligraphy scrolls on the ground and finally understood what problem they had encountered.
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