Silence. A strange, eerie silence.
Seeing Lu Sangjiu remain quiet, Jichen offered some gentle advice. "Physical form and appearance are but illusions. Benefactor, as long as your heart is free of impure thoughts, this shouldn't be a difficult task."
Lu Sangjiu: "..."
'The problem is, I'm not a monk. I can't just clear my mind of all impure thoughts!'
"Wait a minute..." A look of confusion crossed her face. "If physical form and appearance are just illusions, then why did you duck into the water when you opened your eyes just now?"
Jichen explained with great sincerity, "I'm only in my twenties, so I haven't reached that level yet. But you, Senior, are several hundred years old. You must have long seen through such vanities."
Lu Sangjiu: "..."
'Well, thanks a lot!'
'Not only did he remind me of my age, he had to put me on a pedestal too!'
A moment later, her face dark, Lu Sangjiu finally hauled him out of the water.
