In the Holy Sect, Wu Hen was having a rather comfortable time.
No one who lacked vision had come to bother him lately, but there were quite a few who hadn't considered Cai Ting a person before, and now they were all coming over with polite gifts.
"These people are so genuine, when you hadn't even condensed your Holy Embryo, they treated you like cattle, and now they call you 'Seventh Young Master' as if there had been such a great friendship in the past." River Girl Qiaqia, having become impatient, was moving the gifts inside from the courtyard.
Seeing River Girl Qiaqia complain while accepting gifts, Wu Hen couldn't resist slapping her on a round place and said irritably, "What, still upset over your old flame? Why don't you summon his soul back, and let him have a play with the big advantage I took down?"
"Sicko!" River Girl Qiaqia was so angry her cheeks turned bright red, not expecting Wu Hen to tease her in broad daylight and in public.
