Cups clinked and drinks were shared amid cheerful chatter and laughter.
The more beautiful something was, the more easily it vanished, as though it lasted only an instant.
At least Qinghe still felt she had not had enough, and kept furtively signaling Cui Hao to suggest another round tonight.
In last night's Monopoly game, Qinghe had mostly lost... and had barely won at all...
Fine, Qinghe had not won a single game.
Although the penalties were amusing, Qinghe had actually suffered the most of them.
Whatever else could be said about Qinghe, she at least knew how to accept defeat. Although she grumbled a little whenever she rolled badly, she never held back when carrying out her penalties, putting plenty of effort into them.
She was the sort who could take a loss.
She was also a qualified mood-maker; at least Qinghe had provided plenty of laughter uniquely her own.
Sandong had joined in once too. Although somewhat bewildered by the game, Sandong was the Sect's mascot, after all, and everyone in the Sect more or less looked out for their mascot.
The Sect's grand gathering came to a perfect close.
The next day, at noon.
The Sect's Main Hall.
Chu Xingchen glanced sideways at Li Yingling. "Your master has a question for you."
"Cultivation calls for a balance between work and rest."
"...Do you think that's what I wanted to ask?"
Li Yingling calmly shook her head, a hint of delighted satisfaction appearing on her face:
"Of course not. I just wanted to say it."
No wonder her master loved talking about balancing work and rest in cultivation. Once one's cultivation was high enough, saying it really did feel like showing off without leaving a trace.
It was like a top student saying-I just listen casually in class, play