"Senior Brother!!!" Jiang Feiyan had originally been embarrassed and angered by Zhu Chenghe's words, but when she saw Gu Yun acting like this, she truly did not know whether to laugh or cry. Stamping her foot, she said, "People say Burning the Qin and Cooking the Crane, washing feet in a clear spring, are the most scenery-ruining acts under heaven. Who would have thought Senior Brother could do something worthy of standing shoulder to shoulder with the ancients? I fear washing feet in a hot spring will have to enter the books of allusions as well, won't it?"
"Hiss~" Gu Yun drew a breath. His feet actually rubbed against each other in the hot spring, as though he were incomparably refreshed. Then he said lazily, "Junior Sister is still wrong. How could washing feet in a hot spring be recorded as an allusion? If anything is to be recorded... it should be washing stinky feet in a hot spring!"
"Ha ha ha~" Zhu Chenghe clapped his hands and laughed. "Senior Brother Gu Yun's words are exquisite! I'll immediately summon the disciple in charge of recording matters. This affair will surely become famous throughout the Three Cultivation Kingdoms!"
"You dare!" Gu Yun shot Zhu Chenghe a sidelong glance. "Careful, or I'll smash your face to pieces!"
"Hee hee~" Zhu Chenghe laughed, casting a sidelong look at Pan Dongmin, who had walked to his side yet did not approach Jiang Feiyan. "Even if Senior Brother beats my face into a rotten persimmon cake, I will not feel sorry for it. In this lifetime, I can never compare to Senior Brother Pan's heroic bearing!"
Pan Dongmin frowned but did not reply. Neither did he look at Zhu Chenghe. His gaze merely followed the clouds and mist upward, then farther upward, as if admiring