Lu Chang'sheng sighed quietly in his heart. Unlike the others, he sharply noticed the fleeting trace of complexity deep in Daoist Ruyi's eyes just now.
He had a faint sense of unease—Daoist Ruyi was probably about to leave.
Sure enough, not long after the meal, Daoist Ruyi came to him and brought up the matter of her departure.
"Master's wife, you know it's not easy to survive in the Spirit Realm, especially now," Lu Chang'sheng hesitated for a moment and replied.
Daoist Ruyi sighed, "Of course I know, but allow me to keep a little dignity for myself."
Lu Chang'sheng didn't try to stop her anymore.
These past two years, Daoist Ruyi's temper had grown, and he'd heard quite a lot about it.
Especially after Li Nangua came back.
People are easily jealous; seeing those beside Lu Chang'sheng catch up and surpass her in cultivation, her state of mind was unconsciously affected.
As for common pills, Lu Chang'sheng did supply her with some, but it was far from limitless.
