The snoring elder was dreaming of a house full of children and grandchildren, three thousand guests intoxicated by flowers, and saliva flowing three thousand feet.

Suddenly I was slapped, and I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or not. Everything went black, and I was kicked by someone with both hands and feet.

The Snoring Elder: "!!!"

Gu An: "...There are noodles available."

Shen Jiao: "I've got it!"

Gu An: "...There's someone taking a bath."

Shen Jiao: "I've got it!"

Gu An: "...There's a virgin who had a twilight romance."

Shen Jiao: "I've got it!"

“…There’s one, huh?” Gu An noticed something was off about the footsteps. “This doesn’t seem to be an elder. The footsteps sound like they belong to a young man.”

Shen Jiao remained calm. "Yes, it's Shen Qingye."

Gu An was surprised, "Shen Qingye... also... also got caught?"

This item wasn't in the plan.

Shen Jiao paused for a moment, looking at the bulging, wriggling sack at her feet.

She scratched her head, a little embarrassed, "Everyone gets a share, and I got a little carried away with my skills, so I couldn't control myself for a moment."

Gu An: "???" Is this a case of everyone getting a share?

Shen Qingye's appearance was clearly an accident.

Who knew this person had such strange habits? He was either sneaking around her window or secretly climbing the wall of the Elders' Pavilion.

The nightlife of the young noblemen of Wangcheng is truly outrageous.

Shen Jiao looked around and noticed that when she had just put the sack over Shen Qingye's head, a letter had fallen out of his body.

She didn't have a penchant for prying into other people's privacy, but Shen Qingye's letter wasn't properly sealed; it lay on the ground, the black and white writing on the white paper clearly visible—

"Brother, Shen Jiao is in Rongcheng, come quickly!"

Shen Jiao's expression suddenly changed, and the foot she was stepping on the sack suddenly became heavy, letting out a muffled groan.

Shen Qingye: "!!!"

He was truly impressed!

Does such a large sect as Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion not usually arrange for its disciples to patrol?