Zhan Shuyu glanced at the cold-faced Di Chuan beside him, leaned over, and said with an impish grin:
"Old Chuan, feeling envious? How about I introduce you to a fairy?"
Looking at the smile on his face, Di Chuan merely shot him a glance before saying coldly:
"Careful, or I'll kill you!"
Looking at Di Chuan, who knew nothing but threatening to fight and kill all day, Zhan Shuyu curled his lips, speechless.
"Boring."
The Demoness buried her head deep in his embrace. Only after sensing the two behind them did she hurriedly pull free.
A faint blush had already stained her face, and she gave Shi Qingyun a coy look of reproach.
The four entered the cave abode.
Night quietly descended. A full moon hung in the firmament, scattering flecks of silver radiance.
Lunar Essence streamed down in torrents. Beneath the bright, pure moon, the four sat around a table in a bamboo pavilion.
At that moment, Zhan Shuyu was glaring at the miniature Golden Dragon opposite him. He had already learned who had been behind his torment over the past month.
Naturally, he harbored resentment, but seeing how eagerly the dragon fawned over the Demoness, he could not help inwardly cursing him for having no backbone.
The little Golden Dragon looked at the fierce-faced Zhan Shuyu, a trace of disdain showing in his eyes, and thought:
If I hadn't gone to watch my master undergo his tribulation at the last moment, do you think you could have gotten in so easily?
You really don't appreciate a good dragon's kindness.
As he thought this, he shrank down and settled into the Demoness's hands, accepting the food she offered with enjoyment all over his face.
Di Chuan, beside Zhan Shuyu, felt little about it. He was even somewhat grateful.