"Hm."
Zhiwei nodded, with her indifferent demeanor, no one would suspect she was blatantly lying.
This was certainly not prepared by Master.
Master has now run off somewhere, perhaps long forgotten about Zhang Chuxi.
But if Master doesn’t care, it’s fine; as a disciple, she must share Master’s worries.
She thought to herself, "Master did save her life after all. Judging by her attitude, she doesn’t truly dislike Master... seems like, subconsciously, she wants to attract Master’s attention? If that’s the case, there’s room for change."
Zhang Chuxi bit her lip and said no more.
Zhiwei pushed the door and walked out, reactivating the restrictions.
The Quiet Chamber returned to its tranquility.
Zhang Chuxi slowly moved to the table and picked up the small bottle.
The bottle felt warm and carried a faint medicinal fragrance.
She opened the cap, and a refreshing scent wafted over.
"Humph, pretend kindness!"
She muttered stubbornly, but her hands unconsciously poured out a bit of ointment, gently applying it to her burning cheek.
The cool sensation instantly soothed the pain.
For some reason, tears once again fell as if beyond her control.
"Then why did you... have to bully me back then!"
Of course, she never considered that she had bullied Qing Jun and Chen Ye first.
...
Meanwhile, Chen Ye faced the greatest crisis of his life.
"I, Chen Ye, refuse to succumb to wealth and power!"
Chen Ye gritted his teeth, standing hesitantly in front of Bai Susu’s room.
Would he bow to Bai Susu’s influence?
Impossible!
But now, he still had to care for three disciples... for the disciples, Master reluctantly chose to sacrifice himself!
Inside Bai Susu’s room, the lights were bright.
The golden-haired girl wore loose-fitting sleepwear, lounging lazily on a soft couch, playing with a cat teaser stick.
Her brilliant, golden hair was not tied up, just casually draped behind her, with wisps of it falling against the loose sleepwear, barely obscuring her fair skin.
Chen Ye stood at the door, caught in a dilemma, his Adam’s apple unconsciously moving.
"Um... True Inheritor Bai, I think my wounds have mostly healed, so no need to trouble you..."
"Close the door."
Bai Susu interrupted him, decisively.
Chen Ye sighed, resigning himself as he turned back to close the heavy door.
"Come here."
Bai Susu beckoned with her slender white finger.
Did she seem to be in a bad mood?
Was she going to take it out on him...?
Chen Ye stiffened and walked over, stopping three steps away from her.
"Too far. Sit here."
Bai Susu patted the soft couch next to her, the spot mere inches away from her fair legs.
Chen Ye, helpless, sat down rigidly.
"Chen Ye, you’ve become stronger, faster than I expected."
She suddenly said, leaning slightly forward.
The loose neckline slightly opened with her movement, revealing an exquisitely deep collarbone.
"Able to kill Yuan Haowu’s three brothers, escape from Yuan Ye’s hands... you have a lot of secrets, don’t you?"
Chen Ye kept his gaze steady, a chill in his heart, though outwardly composed: "To survive in this world, you must have ways to stay alive. But, True Inheritor Bai is already aware of this?"
He privately felt a shock.
No one knew his background, yet Bai Susu couldn’t be unaware?
Back when he was still a Loose Cultivator, he had already crossed paths with Bai Susu.
Rapid progress on this journey had long been in her sight.
"Indeed."
Bai Susu let out a soft laugh, showing no intention of delving deeper.
She extended her small hand, lightly tracing Chen Ye’s cheek.
Her icy fingertips slid slowly along his contours, passing his jaw, finally resting on his Adam’s apple and gently pressing with her fingertips.
Chen Ye stiffened entirely, his Adam’s apple rolling under her fingers like struggling.
How shameful!
Being toyed with!
"Don’t be tense."
Bai Susu sensed the tautness of his muscles, smiling even more smugly,
"I just wanted to confirm... whether you are still that obedient little dog. But the outcome... not obedient at all. Not even wagging tails now."
The cat teaser stick in her hand suddenly swung.
The fluffy feather tip slipped into his collar from the side and tickled incessantly.
"True Inheritor Bai, please behave!"
Chen Ye could endure no longer, grasping the troublesome cat teaser stick in his chest.
"Behave?"
Bai Susu seemed to hear a funny joke.
She coldly stood up, looking down at Chen Ye... or perhaps not quite looking down; her height wasn’t much, even sitting, as he stood, she wasn’t much taller.
"Pretentious. Chen Ye, what are you thinking about? Things that weren’t supposed to happen have long happened... and you’re still talking to me about behaving?"
The Golden Furred Ball was truly angered!
She was a girl after all...
Clearly, she was so proactive, even... even reluctantly mentioned her tail under embarrassment.
But why did Chen Ye always act like nothing happened?
She angrily stretched out her bare foot, the arch delicate, toes rounded like pearl-like soft feet, and, venting her resentment, stomped on Chen Ye’s chest and ground firmly.
"Since you don’t understand anything, then just go die for me!"