Hun Changqing's mouth twitched at her words. He dearly wanted to know what sort of state of mind allowed Medusa to say such things without the slightest change in expression.
"You're the Deputy Hall Master of the Netherworld Hall now, after all. There are plenty of matters that need your attention, and cultivating is your top priority at present. You can't indulge in this sort of thing. Besides, you used to be utterly disgusted by it. How have you become more and more uncontrollable instead?"
Wearing a bitter smile, Hun Changqing patiently reasoned with Medusa.
"Hah!"
Yet Medusa's expression did not change in the slightest at his explicit words. She remained utterly impassive. Hun Changqing had already admired and enjoyed every last embarrassing pose and gesture she could offer, so she had long since tossed her sense of shame somewhere beyond finding in his presence. She was practically immune to his words by now. Not only did they stir no ripples in her heart, but she even gave him a cold laugh before speaking.
"So now you know you should show some restraint? What were you doing before, then? Whose fault is it that I've become like this? Besides, this is a debt you already owed. Who knows how long you'll be running off to the Central Plains this time? Surely you don't think I'll work myself to death for your Netherworld Hall without getting anything in return? Where in this world would you find such a sweet deal?"
Her words left Hun Changqing choking, at a loss for a reply. His expression froze, then he helplessly waved a hand at Medusa.
"All right, I understand. Go take care of your work."
At the sight of his helpless expression, a bewitchingly alluring smile appeared on Medusa's cold face. Naturally, she