Lin Wu had thought of many things Mou Chuan might say, but had never expected this.
So the reason for her displeasure just now was because... she was cutting herself with a knife?
This took Lin Wu a bit by surprise.
As she thought this, she also unconsciously voiced her question.
Mou Chuan calmly nodded in acknowledgment and retorted, "Otherwise, what did you think was the reason for your master's anger?"
"... despising me for being truly worthless? Not believing that the disciple you insisted on accepting is like this."
"..."
Mou Chuan's thin lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something not quite in line with his image. But upon meeting Lin Wu's gaze, he ultimately swallowed back his words, stood up, and left with a comment.
"Your master indeed had not anticipated you being so dull now."
"..."
That fleeting surprise and impact came and went swiftly.
