Chen Ye couldn't help but laugh and cry, and gently patted her soft little buttock again:
"Wishful thinking! Alright, get down and play by yourself."
"Humph!"
Qing Jun slid down from his embrace, rubbed her eyes, and although she was no longer crying, her little mouth was still pouting.
She glanced at Zhiwei's tightly closed door and muttered, "Senior Sister doesn't even know what she's up to, started training as soon as she got a treasure, didn't even let me take a look..."
Chen Ye ignored her murmuring, but was deep in thought.
Since returning, Zhiwei went into seclusion immediately, saying she wanted to communicate with the Heart Slaughter Sword.
Before closing off, she briefly told Chen Ye about the events in Heart Slaughter Cave.
Chen Ye roughly understood.
Contrary to what he had thought, the Heart Slaughter Sword was actually not suitable for Zhiwei.
