After Xi Zuzi sent a "I'm fine," she kept feeling something was off.
"Gods can't lie, Ancestor," the little crow licked its feathers and whispered.
"Ancestor, you're having fun here with so many pretty ladies around you, how could you have time to think about that boy? Brother Jin is right, as a Divine, you have to speak the truth—no time to think about him!" Fu Xiqin chimed in.
"When did I say Ancestor doesn't think about boys."
"Hey, you just said it, Brother Jin."
"Shut up, you know nothing about romance!"
"I do, though, Wind God is my little brother, Flower God is my bestie, and back then when the moon rose, Chang Er even invited me for osmanthus tea, Brother Jin."
"...Get lost, you go cool off somewhere else."
Xi Zuzi seemed unfazed by the pets' squabble, pondered for a moment, and typed a few more words on her phone-watch to send out: "Miss you dearly."
Finally, as the message sent out, she inexplicably felt a sense of relief in her heart.
