For a moment, he was rather at a loss. In the end, he took out the voice-transmission jade and sent Fourth Junior Sister a message.
"Junior Sister. Master... seems to have changed."
At the foot of the Blood Rain Cult's mountain, Yuan Heng and Huang Fuling had witnessed the entire scene of Fang Yang affectionately ruffling Ye Qinghong's hair.
For a moment, Yuan Heng sneered incessantly.
"Fuling, did you see that? This fiend really is promiscuous. He won't even spare his own disciple."
"Nothing like how devoted I am to you, is he?"
He gazed at Huang Fuling, his eyes brimming with affection.
Huang Fuling, however, gritted her teeth as she looked in the direction Ye Qinghong had gone.
Danger!
Grave danger!
At this point, she could no longer worry about so much. She merely retorted.
"When an incapable man does it, it's called being promiscuous."
"But for the Demon Venerable, it's called universal love."
"???"
Question marks covered Yuan Heng's face. Before he could react,
he saw Huang Fuling holding the Red Leather Whip between her teeth as she walked up to the fiend, step by step.
"Demon Venerable, you haven't punished your servant today."
"Please, Demon Venerable, teach me a harsh lesson."
Those plaintive, pitiful words
brought a complicated expression to Fang Yang's face.
Yuan Heng even closed his eyes.
"Fake, it's all fake!"
"Don't even think of unsettling my Dao heart."
"But I can't tell the difference. I really can't."
Night enveloped the Parasol Tree Courtyard.
Everything was so peaceful. Moonlight filtered through the treetops and fell upon the ground, where tree shadows lay scattered.
The little maid hugged a basket of chestnuts.
Her almond-shaped eyes were terribly dull.
The chestnuts were large, every one plump.
She had painstakingly selected them one by one.
Even