Xu Yaoyang was genuinely a little angry.
If you hit me because I was living next to Ying Huaixu, fine.
I did feel a little guilty about that.
But I was already so far away from your senior brother. Why was I still getting beaten?
Hearing Xu Yaoyang's anger, Ye Ningshuang came out of her room too.
She looked at Xu Yaoyang, speechless.
"What was that outburst for? I've been cultivating this whole time. When did I ever hit you?"
Xu Yaoyang was a little dumbfounded.
"It really wasn't you?"
Ye Ningshuang narrowed her eyes.
"Whether it was me doesn't actually matter anymore. You just slandered me. If I don't beat you up, I'll feel shortchanged!"
Xu Yaoyang hurriedly waved his hands.
"Wait, I was wrong! I apologize!"
Still, Xu Yaoyang couldn't help asking, "You really were cultivating this whole time?"
Ye Ningshuang drew her sword outright.
Xu Yaoyang hurriedly explained.
"I'm sorry, but this really wasn't my fault. You're the only one who can control black mist. I was cultivating perfectly peacefully just now when a mass of black mist grabbed a whip and started lashing me like crazy. Then it dispersed after it finished!"
"That's why I suspected you!"
Ye Ningshuang's brows knitted tightly.
"Black mist?"
Then Ye Ningshuang looked at Ying Huaixu.
Ying Huaixu didn't quite understand either.
Mainly, back when he played the game, he had only been planning his late-game development.
His head had been full of recruiting people to carry him through dungeons, along with all the different dungeon mechanics and breakdowns.
Even with the story, he had only read it once, then skipped everything on subsequent characters.
He really didn't know about details this minor.
Qiu Shiyi, however, frowned as he looked at the black smoke lingering on Xu Yaoyang.
"This really wasn't