"You're laughing one moment and crying the next—are you going berserk?"
Wang Zhan looked embarrassed.
"I wasn't crying—"
"HAHAHA…"
To his surprise, Xu Yuyu was just messing with him; she couldn't help but burst into sincere laughter.
"Hmm, I believe you're not going berserk. You're just a bit abnormal!"
Wang Zhan observed Xu Yuyu hopping around like a little girl, a bitter smile tugged at his lips, and he shook his head.
The shield conversation from earlier was quite heavy; he needed to change his train of thought.
"...Dual Cultivators, cultivating the form to nourish the body, using energy to replenish energy, advancing hand in hand, into the blissful realm of clouds... Pose one, the drunken summer cicada..."
PFFT, what the hell is all this about?
Caught off guard, Wang Zhan almost got bamboozled into the 'Little Black Room'.
He hurriedly caught up with Xu Yuyu, who was walking ahead, laughing as he spoke.
