Whatever had happened to the Heavenly Emperor, Chu Ge got a beating first.
The moment he heard "two Qiu Qius," he had been so fired up to teleport back that he had already opened a spatial distortion. His intentions were as plain as Sima Zhao's intentions, and a furious Qiu Qiu dragged him out of the warped space, hammered lumps all over his head, then hauled him indignantly off to the subway station.
Qiu Qiu could ride the subway now!
"What are you in such a hurry to go back for! There aren't many people out at night. Wouldn't it be nice to stroll around and get some fresh air?"
Rubbing the lumps on his head, Chu Ge followed her into the subway, wanting to cry but unable to shed a tear.
You're the one who wanted me full of enthusiasm, and you're also the one who beats me up the moment I show a little.
This is too hard...
Besides, what fresh air are we supposed to get on the subway...?
No matter how few people there were outside, once you reached the subway, you would discover-holy shit, why were there still so many people...?
"Holy shit, why are there still so many people!" Qiu Wuji stared blankly at the surging crowd, dumbfounded.
"We're here already. Put on a mask and let's ride." Chu Ge took a mask from his pocket and put it on her.
Qiu Wuji blinked at him as he gently put the mask on her, looking very surprised. "Did you conjure this out of the book and then take it out too?"
"No, I conjured it directly." Chu Ge put another one on himself.
Qiu Wuji's eyes widened. "You really learned how? Just from those few words?"
"Because I had a strong need for it.