After Chu Mo suggested to Ji Nanshu that he teach some Hua Country celestial arts and mystical arts, Ji Nanshu began to memorize the spells, incantations, and basic mystical arts with great enthusiasm. It took him about half a month to finish memorizing what he needed at this stage.
After finishing writing, Ji Nanshu tossed the several booklets in front of Chu Mo as if presenting a treasure.
He said with a smug look, "It's yours!"
"Then... thank you for the book, sir?"
When he saw Chu Mo bowing and holding the book he was being handed over, he was stunned for a moment, wondering why this scene felt so familiar...
It seems like someone in my past life said something similar to him, but who was it...? Why can't I remember at all?
What exactly did he forget...?
Chu Mo looked at Ji Nanshu's stunned expression and a slight smile appeared on his lips. He knew that this scene would definitely feel familiar to his darling. Perhaps, with more similar scenes, he would be able to remember it quickly.
"Sweetie, what are you thinking about?" Chu Mo asked with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, seemingly genuinely curious about Ji Nanshu's current thoughts.
"Nothing."
Ji Nanshu shook his head. He didn't know why this scene felt so familiar, but he felt his suspicions were correct; he must have forgotten something!
Perhaps, this forgotten matter must also be related to Chu Mo. Otherwise, the original owner's temperament is completely different from his, Chu Mo had already investigated his background, so he would naturally know the difference. Therefore... heh, this person might know why he came to this era.
Seeing Ji Nanshu's gaze gradually become scrutinizing, Chu Mo tossed the booklet aside, grabbed Ji Nanshu's hand, and said, "Sweetie, are you thinking about someone else? Don't you like me anymore? Do you think I'm too old?"
Chu Mo is gradually becoming more and more emo: Let's just get by for now!
"Huh?" Ji Nanshu felt something was off. How could this be his fault?! Was this person trying to fool him?!
"Without..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Mo lowered his eyes, exuding a resentful aura, as if to say, "If you don't come and coax me, I'm going to get angry."
"I knew it! My darling thinks I'm too old and not good enough for you anymore, that's why she doesn't want to share anything with me... I know, if only I had known... if only I had..."
As she spoke, Chu Mo's eyes reddened, creating a strikingly pitiful sight.
"Ouch--Sweetie, that hurts~"
Unfortunately, Chu Mo's acting skills couldn't fool Ji Nanshu at all.
Ji Nanshu grabbed Chu Mo's ear and sneered, "You're going to act for me again?"
Chu Mo touched his still-reddened ears, pouting pitifully, "Sweetie, I wasn't acting. Big brother keeps saying I'm too old and not good enough for you, I'm scared... What if, what if you really dislike me? What big brother said is true... I..."
Ji Nanshu was somewhat suspicious. If it really was because of this... then his forceful ear-pulling seemed a little rather unethical.
Seeing that Ji Nanshu wasn't dwelling on the matter, Chu Mo chuckled inwardly. At times like these, his little darling was... unusually easy to fool!
Chu Mo continued to blatantly sow discord between Ji Xingchi, then quickly changed the subject. "It's okay, sweetheart. Even if my brother doesn't like me, I'll try my best to win him over!"
"Oh, by the way, sweetheart, I've made a reservation at a private restaurant in Imperial Capital. They have your favorite dim sum. Shall we head out now?"
"Gurgle--"
Ji Nanshu's stomach obligingly rumbled.
"Heh... I'll give you that much face!"
Ji Xingchi: Although he wasn't there in person, it felt like he was involved the whole time! Chu Mo, you bastard!! Pah!!!
March Mountain.
Ji Nanshu's eyes sparkled as he looked at the table laden with tea and snacks. Chu Mo had piled all of Ji Nanshu's favorite dishes in front of him.
Ji Nanshu was in charge of eating, Chu Mo was in charge of feeding them; it was an exceptionally harmonious situation.
Until a mocking voice appeared:
"Tsk tsk tsk... Is it appropriate for you guys to feed a single dog like this?"
Ji Nanshu struggled to lift his head from the delicious food. Standing at the door was a young man with dyed silver hair, fox-like eyes, and gold-rimmed glasses, looking utterly alluring.
He looked at the fox-like man suspiciously and asked, " A-Mo, is he your friend?"
"Ignore it, it's nothing important."
"?"
Ha, you call him a scumbag?
The fox-like man sat down opposite Ji Nanshu, extended his hand, and smiled warmly, "Hello, I'm Ming Er."
Hmm? Surname Ming?
Who is Ming Yi to you?
Ming Er was taken aback. "My aunt..."
Ji Nanshu then extended his hand and symbolically shook it back, saying, " Ji Nanshu."
Ji? Wait a minute... I think I heard from his dad a few days ago that his aunt's lost child had been found, could it be...?
"Little cousin?!"
"Uh-huh."
The answer was very perfunctory.
Ming Er glanced at Chu Mo, who was diligently peeling shrimp, and smiled slyly. "Ha, that Chu guy..."
"Little cousin!! I've finally met you in person! My dad's been talking about you, saying he wanted to see you, but I've met you first!"
"That's fantastic! I saw online that you're dating Chu Mo... Sigh, little cousin, let me tell you, you have to be careful when you're dating. This old man... he's really no good!"
"It's better to be younger, younger is great. You'll have great stamina too. You can accompany me wherever I go, unlike some people who get old and can't do it anymore!"
"Little cousin, let me introduce you to someone? I have plenty of these kinds of people on hand. What type do you like? Tell your second cousin about it?"
With each word Ming Er spoke, Chu Mo's face darkened further, his grip on the chopsticks tightened, and with a sharp crack, the chopsticks snapped.
Ming Er swallowed hard and said quickly, "On another note, the grass is always greener on the other side... No, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure, and the original spouse is always the best lover...?"
After a long pause, Ming Er realized what she had said and shrank back into the corner of the private room in terror.
Oh no! The Demon King Chu is angry!! Is it too late to play dead? Waaaaah, Ming Er, you idiot, this is the Demon King Chu!
Just then, a hand touched Chu Mo's chest and patted him gently twice. "Alright, you've scared him to death."
Chu Mo's anger was extinguished with a gentle tap from Ji Nanshu. Ming Er felt that he must have met a magician, otherwise how could someone be so powerful!
Chu Mo glanced at Ming Er in the corner. "Sit back down."
Ming Er sat back down abruptly, smiling somewhat ingratiatingly, "Um, little cousin, I was just joking. Don't mind it! Hahahaha!!"
An awkward laugh.
But it doesn't matter, as long as Demon King Chu doesn't take him to the boxing ring, everything is negotiable.