"Uh... why do your words sound so awkward?"
"Do they? How could they be awkward? You're just too tough, I was exhausted trying everything I could, and you finally fell asleep. Look, so much blood."
"Su Xuan, stop talking nonsense."
Chu Wanjun's face was already blushing. Although she hadn't experienced any romance herself, as the saying goes, you may not have eaten pork, but you've seen pigs run. She had some level of understanding, and Su Xuan's words made it sound like they had done something scandalous last night, making Chu Wanjun's face even redder.
Seeing Chu Wanjun in this state, Su Xuan really wanted to burst into laughter; this girl is indeed quite amusing.
After breakfast, Su Xuan took Chu Wanjun to the Medicine Furnace. Today was an important day for the Medicine Furnace because the Holy Hand Bianque was going to publicly recruit a closed-door disciple and two attendants, which was truly exciting news.
