Qiu Wuji leaned over to look at Chu Ge's manuscript and actually felt a little jealous. "Hey."
Chu Ge said, "Huh?"
"You never gave me the Northern Zhenwu Emperor Scripture."
"Huh?" Chu Ge did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Isn't that just a formality? What's the difference between giving you a scripture and engraving insights some other way? You're heading straight down the path of Zhenwu now, without the slightest obstacle."
"Hmph." Qiu Wuji pouted. "I used to have Little Flame firmly under my thumb. Now we're neck and neck, is that it?"
Chu Ge said, "Emmmm..."
Qiu Wuji whimpered, "Good thing he isn't a woman. Boo-hoo-hoo..."
Chu Ge broke into a sweat. "The Qiu Qiu who goes boo-hoo-hoo is off playing with Zhu Mengmeng. You ought to be a little colder..."
Qiu Wuji grabbed Chu Ge's ear and tugged it upward. "Never heard that request before."
"Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop, stop." Chu Ge grimaced. "Giving him a cheat is just the surface of it. What we really need is to uncover the mystery behind the Black Tortoise's and Vermilion Bird's deaths. What's wrong with giving Little Flame a little treat? Besides, who is Qiu Wuji? Would she be afraid of an enemy just because he got an equivalent cultivation art? She'd still cut him down with her sword!"
Qiu Wuji said, "I suppose you have something of a point. I... wait, where are you touching?"
Chu Ge kept his eyes straight ahead while his hand discreetly roamed over the buttocks of Zhenwu.
Qiu Wuji was both annoyed and amused. "Not writing anymore?"
"What Little Flame does next is extra plot that can't go in the book..." Chu Ge said. "Originally, your side needed a plot about searching for the Black Tortoise too. But although we don't