"Isn't your ninth master, the petty one, not allowing you to travel with me? So, now that he's gone, you're planning to climb over the wall?"
Carrying a backpack and climbing all the way to the mountain top, Chi Fei teased Ye Wan.
He hadn't forgotten that when he had called Ye Wan to go back to the mountains together, Ye had mercilessly refused him.
"Climbing over the wall isn't possible."
Ye Wan replied without turning her head, "He just refused your invitation, but didn't say I couldn't invite you. Get it?"
Hehe.
Chi Fei smiled but said nothing.
Isn't he still petty?
In mid-March on Yun Wu Mountain, the season is full of spring, with chirping birds and fragrant flowers, and the journey takes you through lush greenery with birds singing.
Unable to help remembering those years of killing lives and chanting sutras together, Chi Fei couldn't help but sigh, "This place is still the best."
"Ah Miao..."
