Xu Qingtong's explanation was like rich nectar poured over Du Siwen's head, clearing away the blockage in her mind. Delighted, she threw her arms around him and planted a hard kiss on his blue birthmark!
"Qingtong, thank you for clearing up my confusion. That kiss was your reward!"
"Senior Sister, are you fobbing off a beggar? After all that talking I did, you think one kiss settles it?"
"What else do you want?"
"Well, could you give me something more substantial?"
"Get lost!" Du Siwen cursed, bashful.
Xu Qingtong was just about to take their illicit intimacy further when, unexpectedly, the ground before him shifted and Xizi burrowed out.
"Uh, Xizi, what are you doing back so early? Go take another careful look!"
Seeing Xu Qingtong's wicked scheme thwarted, Du Siwen chuckled and said, "I'm going to find another Corpse Fiend to practice on and properly digest what you just told me. You can play here by yourself!"
Xu Qingtong was utterly frustrated. He glared at Xizi and said, "Coming back in such a hurry-did you find anything good?"
"Uh, Master, does this count as something good?" As Xizi spoke, he handed Xu Qingtong something from his arms.
Xu Qingtong took it and looked closely, so angry that he wanted to send Xizi flying with a kick.
What Xizi had given him was a seashell with some strange patterns on it.
"Xizi, are you trying to fool your master? You actually took a lousy seashell for a treasure!"
"Master, this isn't an ordinary seashell! Remember the last time we came here? I found one then too, and you later gave it to Mistress!" Xizi said.
At Xizi's reminder, Xu Qingtong suddenly recalled that he had indeed given his senior sister a seashell. It seemed to have been an ornament worn