Li Huowang's commotion instantly startled Chu Xianguni back to a clear state of mind.
"Oh my, what's happened? Weren't you just asking about rice? Why have you gotten so fired up?" Her voice trembled with panic, as if she truly had no idea what was going on.
Li Huowang, who was prepared to strike, paused and looked at the puzzled Chu Mi Po in front of him with an indecisive expression.
He wasn't sure if she was pretending or genuinely clueless. Logically speaking, if they were truly interested in his "Xinsu," they shouldn't be acting like this.
"Are you going to ask or not? If not, I'm leaving," said Chu Mi Po, as she attempted to pick up her basket to leave.
Seeing this, Li Huowang actually didn't want her to go. He dragged a wooden stool over, sat down with his sword out like a grand warrior, and said, "I want to continue asking, so call that 'Heavenly Venerable' over."
Chu Mi Po hesitated for a few moments but eventually set the basket back down and lit the incense again.
