"Senior Sister Zhou, think of the bigger picture. Don't make a scene okay?"
In a secluded tree hole in the Eternal Tree, a tired and irritable Zhan Ziye shook his head. In front of him, there was a woman with a sneering face and eyes filled with contempt.
"Don't make a scene? You actually have the cheek to say that, Zhan Ziye! Good or bad, Ten Thousand Arts Sect is at least a prestigious upright sect, yet its lead disciple has a lewd desire toward a man's wife, and you want me to turn a blind eye to it…"
"I've told you, there's no affair between me and Shaman!"
"Now there's none, but if left unchecked, someday it would end up exactly like that!" Zhou Mumu stretched her finger and pointed at Zhan Ziye's nose. "Do you think I'm blind? I've seen both of you flirting with your eyes! I'm telling you, I want you to immediately break your relationship with Shaman, then I would still recognize you as Junior Brother, otherwise…"
