Gu Changqing slowly rose to his feet!
Nuwa and Houtu both glared at Gu Changqing, their eyes full of reproach.
Tongtian's heart leaped into his throat. His magic power instinctively began circulating, ready to intervene at any moment and stop the situation from spiraling completely out of control.
This disciple of his really... must have thought he had lived too long!
Yet the earth-shattering clash between Sages they had anticipated never came.
Houtu and Nuwa merely fixed Gu Changqing with intensely icy stares, tinged with a trace of indescribably complex emotion.
Had it been anyone else, regardless of their cultivation, who dared call the two female Sages "women," or even complain about them to their faces...
Nuwa and Houtu would probably have erased them with a single thought long ago.
But faced with Gu Changqing, neither woman would truly lose her temper, no matter how shocking his words were.
"Nephew Changqing."
In the end, Nuwa spoke first, her voice betraying neither joy nor anger.
Yet a teasing look had already surfaced on her breathtakingly beautiful face.
"So in your eyes, Fellow Daoist Houtu and I are 'trouble'?"
At those words, Sect Master Tongtian's scalp prickled.
It was over!
Now it was truly over!
Yet Gu Changqing seemed not to hear the Sage's questioning at all.
He merely stretched, his joints crackling as the heavy scent of wine spread with his movements.
He swept his bleary, drunken gaze around before finally resting it on Nuwa's flawless face, now veiled in frost.
He let out a wine burp.
"Urp..."
"What else would you call it?"
Boom!
Sect Master Tongtian felt as though something had exploded inside his head!
Almost instinctively, he lunged forward to cover Gu Changqing's mouth!
He had gone mad!
This wayward disciple had definitely gone mad!
Trouble?
*And now,