Su Shijie cleared his throat lightly, his tone exuding a hint of helplessness, "Zhuo Junyi, my self-control isn't as good as you think, so you must go home and sleep tonight."
With that said, even if Zhuo Junyi was the most naive, she finally understood why Su Shijie insisted that she go home.
"Alright then."
Looking at Zhuo Junyi with a pitiful look, Su Shijie thought to himself, wasn't he more miserable?
Around eight o'clock, Zhuo Junyi came back to find the house bustling with activity.
Before she even walked into the living room, she could hear the noise from afar.
She was a bit curious, who could have come over to make the house so lively?
Upon entering the living room, she saw a kind and benevolent-looking monk sitting in the middle of the room.
She suddenly remembered, wasn't this the head monk of the Thousand Temple?
As soon as Lin Liuliu saw her coming in, she quickly pulled her over, "Say hello to Master Huiguang."
