Xie Jinhuan was enjoying himself so thoroughly that he had almost forgotten where he was. Only at those words did he remember his predicament:
"Is it Sister Guo and the others? They must be worried after I fell down here..."
Ye Hongshang shook her head. Lying on his chest, she turned her right hand over, and a crystal ball immediately appeared in her palm.
Inside the crystal ball were thunderous rain and towering waves. An old man in yellow-and-black Daoist robes raced through the waves, tears streaming down his face as he called:
"Xie Jinhuan? Xie Jinhuan? Come out..."
He looked like an abandoned wife left in mortal peril, her heart and guts torn to pieces...
"Huh?!"
Baffled, Xie Jinhuan pressed Ghost Wife's hand down and held her as he continued thrusting:
"Never mind him. Let's keep going..."
"Lü Yan's so frantic. Something really does seem to have happened. Let me look..."
"Come on, what could be more important than one of life's four great joys?"
"It looks like Yellow Qilin True Person's surrounded and about to be beaten to death."
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Xie Jinhuan stopped moving. Looking at his flower-fair, jade-beautiful Ghost Wife, then thinking of the Righteous and Unorthodox Balance of Power and all the people under heaven, he found himself in a difficult position.
But as a righteous hero, he ultimately chose to "let down neither the world nor his beloved." He stood up with Ghost Wife in his arms and ran outside while continuing to service her.
Smack, smack, smack...
Ye Hongshang froze. Jostled until she shook like a flowering branch, she raised a hand and flicked his forehead:
"What are you doing? Do you really think you're some Ancestor of Joyous Union, making your entrance while doing something naughty?"
"Come on, let's take a look first.