Gu Qing looked up at Junior Schoolmate.
His gaze fell on the Magic Mirror in her hands.
Somewhat amused, he said:
"What, did my stopping halfway through what I was saying piss you off?"
The Magic Mirror began twitching violently.
Several passages appeared on its surface:
[I wanted to tell you that your Junior Schoolmate isn't very strong. The supernatural power she's pouring into me is short and feeble. It doesn't satisfy me at all.] [Here's my suggestion: go find your Sister Zhiyi right now, this instant, immediately, and have her pour supernatural power into me.] [If you do that, I might let you off for only saying half of what you wanted to say.]
Nice!
Putting on airs now, was it?
Forgotten who was boss, had it?
Gu Qing was about to snap back at the Magic Mirror.
But before he could make a sound, Xia Shuran, who was pouring supernatural power into the mirror beside him, beat him to it, looking thoroughly displeased:
"Who are you calling short and feeble?"
"I'm being nice enough to give you supernatural power, and you're actually turning your nose up at me?"
"You ungrateful wretch!"
Junior Schoolmate was so angry not because the Magic Mirror had called her short and feeble, but because it had actually told Gu Qing to find another woman right in front of her.
Doing that right in front of his woman was really going too far.
No matter how sweet and soft a marshmallow was, this would have enraged it into a clay bomb.
Gu Qing unconditionally took Junior Schoolmate's side. He snatched the Magic Mirror from her hands and joined her in giving this mirror that had forgotten who was boss a husband-and-wife tag-team beating:
"Now you're getting picky?"
"Getting a little too full