Finally, he raised his voice again and repeated, "They're not trash!"
"You cried just because I called them trash? Are you a child?" Xie Xiyi said, then laughed. "You really are a child, giving me nothing but worthless things."
Chi Yu: "..."
His tears stopped at once. His beautiful golden eyes widened as he said furiously, "How are they worthless!? I made most of them myself! A craftsman's handiwork is worth a lot!"
After his outburst, he felt a little apprehensive-he had actually shouted at Xie Xiyi while he was still a demon.
But he really was angry. Although Senior Brother Xuanji had said similar things before, he had clearly just been putting on a prickly front; he actually treasured them.
Yet hearing Xie Xiyi call them trash and worthless in the tone of an outsider infuriated Chi Yu.
To Chi Yu's surprise, however, Xie Xiyi was not displeased. He was still smiling. "All right, all right. If you say they're valuable, they're valuable."
His tone even sounded somewhat doting.
That made Chi Yu feel a little awkward instead.
Still, he truly had not expected the demonized Xie Xiyi to keep these things.
He had even kept the jade crown and thumb ring Chi Yu had given him long ago.
How could Chi Yu not be moved by that-
Even with the demonic heart in control and his memories lost, Senior Brother Xuanji's body and soul still remembered him.
He would respond when Chi Yu called him "Senior Brother Xuanji" and keep everything Chi Yu gave him.
Chi Yu perked up, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on his face.
"What are you smiling about?" Xie Xiyi looked down at him, bringing his mask closer, his fingers still pinching Chi Yu's cheek-his face was fair and softly rounded, the flesh soft