Upon hearing Hua Youyue's words, Ye Zhiming and Bai Xuan immediately derived life's three biggest philosophical mysteries.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I supposed to do?
Gu Langyun laughingly pointed at Hua Youyue and said, "Ah, Hua Youyue, who'd have thought that you, who used to be so pure and detached, would end up believing the words of a fool?"
The conniving cat watched Gu Langyun with scornful eyes, put his claw to his mouth, and hushed, "Can't you shut up? You're stealing the spotlight!"
Yang Zhen was astonished and said, looking at the wily cat, "I've never taught you the phrase 'stealing the spotlight,' right?"
The cheeky cat looked pleased as punch and replied, "How so? It's a phrase I thought up myself!"
"You're full of shit! You don't even know what a play is!"
"Yeah, what is a play?" the cunning cat asked, truly curious, "You never explained it when you were sleep-talking."
