"Won't readers curse you out for making up all this nonsense about the Daoist heaven?" In front of the computer, Qiu Wuji held the kitten, both of them craning their necks to peer curiously at what Chu Ge was putting together. Their expressions were equally strange, as though they could share in Chu Tiange's pain upon visiting that illustrious place.
"No idea." Chu Ge had given up caring. "How long has it been since I last read the reviews? I haven't managed the group chat either... Hey, aren't you my operations officer? You're supposed to gather information and pass it on to me. Why are you asking me instead?"
Qiu Wuji was perfectly self-righteous. "I'm overseeing the renovations. My face has even gotten tanned. Do you want me managing the group chat or the renovations?"
Chu Ge surrendered at once. "The renovations."
The kitten looked up at Qiu Wuji's face. Tanned, my foot. That rosy, fair little face is annoying just to look at.
I still prefer Chu Tiange in the book. Resolute, sharp, and cold-so much like me. A worthy successor indeed.
A slender hand stroked the kitten's head, and the kitten nestled comfortably into her cleavage.
Come to think of it, Chu Tiange has become rather refined now. Partly because he's learned from so many people and broadened his horizons, and partly because life in the Heavenly Realm is so "nine-to-five." He's doing things like diplomatic missions, too, quite different from the constant fighting in the Mortal Realm.
Or is there another reason-he has a wife and a family now?
While the kitten's thoughts wandered, Qiu Wuji was saying to Chu Ge, "Then again, if people were going to curse you out, wouldn't they have done it back with the Buddha Kingdom, rather than waiting until now?"
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