Zhu Zixuan, upon learning of Xue Ya's situation, rushed over immediately to laugh.
He laughed so hard his stomach hurt and said with difficulty, clutching his belly,
"Oh my heavens! Xue Youxuan, you've lived for more than two thousand years and cultivated the Wúfàng Xínghái yì for over a thousand years! Immortals from all over want to share a bed with you to experience the Observing Emotionless Dao. But in less than three years, that kid crushed your thousand years of effort. Oh, it hurts so much!"
Xue Ya had already returned to her usual attire. She looked at Zhu Zixuan indifferently,
"Had enough of laughing?"
"Not yet, such a funny thing, how could I laugh enough?" Zhu Zixuan wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes, taking quite a while to recover. Then, he took a deep breath and carefully examined his colleague.
Their relationship wasn't very good.
But Xue Ya was almost the only one besides He Youyi who could have casual conversations with Zhu Zixuan.
