"Come back with me first."
Lin Shufang was uneasy about leaving Chuzheng here.
"Go back and sleep on the floor?"
"..."
With so many courtyards on Tianjing Peak, you can just stay anywhere.
"Junior Sister, the Immortal Venerable must be worried about you too. Let's go back first..."
"He's worried he hasn't killed me yet, maybe," Chuzheng said casually.
Lin Shufang's brow twitched; just what has his Junior Sister done? It made him a bit uneasy.
Lin Shufang tried to persuade Chuzheng to return, but she didn't want to; she was living quite well down there.
Unable to move her, Lin Shufang often visited, bringing various things.
"Hey, does your senior brother like you or something?"
A Demon Spirit, which hadn't been seen for several days, popped its head out, imitating Chuzheng's pose, leaning on the railing, watching Lin Shufang leave.
Chuzheng glanced sideways at it: "How did you infer that?"
Has this pesky thing's horns grown a bit?
