This Jie Yu lacked the seductive, flirtatious air of her previous life. Instead, she was so holy as to be almost unearthly, possessing a sanctity that even surpassed that of the Beautiful Daoist Nun, a True Inheritance Core Formation Master.
Du Youqian figured she was having a grand time with her cosplay, so he decided not to tease her about it.
He just said obsequiously, "Master, I'm just a petty man, and petty men are always arrogant at first and deferential later. But enough about that. Please, sit down. Let me give you a shoulder rub!"
Jie Yu felt an urge to roll her eyes, but concerned with maintaining her image, she settled for a forced smile. "You wicked disciple!"
With that, she took out a Jade Scroll.
Du Youqian joyfully reached for it, but Jie Yu snatched her hand back in a flash. "You're just going to take it? With nothing to offer in return?"
