Chu Ge rubbed his head.
First, he had to get rid of the bumps that made his battered head look like the Buddha's, or he couldn't get into character.
Qiu Wuji: "..."
Once Chu Ge had restored his appearance, he said tenderly, "This isn't my story. It's our story."
Qiu Wuji: "..."
She grabbed him by the collar, gritting her teeth. "Go clear things up with Dabei before you start talking about whose story this is!"
Chu Ge gave up trying. "No. I don't know how to explain it."
"How can you not know?" Qiu Wuji snapped furiously. "That stupid woman who used the Great Joy and Ultimate Bliss Sutra with you is drawing in the office right now! Was I the one who used it?"
In the real world, Zhu Mengmeng was talking to Qiu Wuji in the office when Qiu Wuji's delicate brows suddenly shot up. "You rotten woman! Didn't you enjoy yourself yesterday?"
Zhu Mengmeng: "?"
I didn't do anything yesterday...
I've already lost my lotus root, and this shameless couple still has to rub how much fun they had yesterday in my face, and even say I enjoyed it too. Boohoo, did I enjoy being force-fed their lovey-dovey crap?
In the World Within the Book, Chu Ge crouched with his hands over his head. "Sect Master Qiu has a clear conscience. Why care what that bald donkey thinks...?"
Qiu Wuji ground her teeth. "Even if I disregard the slander against me, I still have to consider the sect's reputation! The Cloudreach Sect leads the Orthodox Path, its sword pacifies the world, and it has built its prestige for ten thousand years. And now, when people mention it, it'll be 'that sect whose master dual-cultivates with her disciple'?"
Chu Ge ducked his head. "That's the Heavenly Dao,