The smell of incense permeated in the Three Purities Temple's hall.
Li Ziqi's voice was soft and gentle as she cried while sharing a story. She acted the role of a girl who was in love with her teacher but didn't wish for this relationship to destroy her teacher's career.
Daoist White Bird, as someone with impure thoughts, was feeling some pity for Li Ziqi and a little envious of Sun Mo. It was so lucky for one to be able to get a wife who loved and cared for you so much in your lifetime.
Sun Mo stood at the side, his scalp turning numb from Li Ziqi's act.
Why was it that everyone was acting, but she was so outstanding?
Regardless if it was her voice, expression, or the small movements of rolling her sleeves up with her fingers, they all caused Sun Mo to suspect that she was really in love with him, and they were involved in a teacher-student love relationship. Even Sun Mo was affected this much, let alone Daoist White Bird.
