“I… I… I… I… I…” Qin Wuyou, one of the only few Chief Instructors of Blue Wind Profound Palace, was currently utterly dumbfounded. His lips were curved and his eyes were slanted as he revealed a terrified look. He stuttered: “I-I… en… entered the wrong room. Y-y-y-you… You two… go on… go on…”
Qin Wuyou said as he retreated. When he reached the door, he even fell heavily onto the floor from tripping over the door’s sill. It was obvious that he did not even turn to look at where he was going. After struggling to stand up, without even daring to raise his head to take another look at them, he fled from the lodging.
Yun Che stared at his every movement, up till the moment he fled. He then said softly: “He’s already so old but he’s still not able to take the sight of Senior Sister and I making out? He’s really exaggerating things. Ah… mn. Senior Sister, let’s continue.”
“Who… Who would continue! I… I still have matters to attend to. I can’t… I can’t be bothered with you any longer!”
With one hand, Lan Xueruo grabbed Yun Che’s torn and bloodsoaked training clothes, then ran out of the room with a reddened face while leaving a tint of her fragrance behind.
Yun Che did not chase after her. He raised his hand and pressed it against his lips as he laughed satisfyingly. He then softly muttered to himself: “That’s why, the strength of a man’s charm, is completely unrelated to whether or not he’s married…”
Yun Che stood up, wore a shirt he randomly picked out over his body, and walked to the door. Just when he was about to close the door, he saw Qin Wuyou returning with an extremely queer expression on his face.
“Instructor Qin, did you walk into the right room this time?” Yun Che laughed.
“You… You rascal.” The corner of Qin Wuyou’s mouth twitched. Then, he let out a long sigh as he walked into the room. He sat in front of the table, poured a cup of tea for himself with the teapot, and gulped it down.
In Yun Che’s eyes, this action, no matter how he looked at it, looked as if he was suppressing his astonishment.
“Instructor Qin, are you personally here to hand me the Goldscale Dragon Transforming Pellet?” Yun Che sat in front of Qin Wuyou and asked this rhetorical question.
However, Qin Wuyou did not nod at his question. Instead, he stared at him and said in a strange tone: “Three months ago, you said you and Xueruo, during that period of time… uhh, slept together. I had my suspicions but I didn’t expect that, y-y-y-y-you…”