Out of the thirteen in the entire sect, nearly half were gathered here tonight. If the ordinary disciples learned of this, the sect would probably erupt in rumors for the next ten years.
And then… The inevitable happened.
Mistress Love Wine's beautiful eyes landed on Han Yu.
She blinked once dramatically.
Then she pouted.
Actually pouted.
"Ju Fan," she said in a soft coquettish voice, "you didn't tell me you were coming here tonight."
Han Yu immediately felt danger.
The others also turned slightly toward them.
Mistress Love Wine placed a hand over her chest dramatically.
"And to think…" she continued sadly, "you spent time alone with Lady Rot Rose first."
She sighed heavily.
"That makes me very sad."
Han Yu already felt a headache forming.
Lady Rot Rose raised an amused brow while Daoist Snake Face quietly poured himself wine as if preparing for entertainment.
Han Yu coughed lightly.
"Mistress Love Wine…" he began cautiously.
But she did not let him finish.
