Kunwu smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about it too much, it's just a small regret of mine."
"What's there to regret? There's nothing to regret," Wu Er comforted him. "Let me tell you, there are still quite a few men who want to become women, using powder and makeup all day long to make themselves look like women."
That led Kunwu to say, "It's not the same as me; I just try my best to disguise myself as a man..."
How did we end up talking about this again...?
Wu Er felt that he had spoken terribly, starting with a terrible topic.
To avoid this topic, Wu Er started a different one.
"By the way, I heard that person call you Your Majesty, and I still can't see through your cultivation level. What is your status among the demon race now?"
Upon hearing this question, Kun Wu replied, "Would you believe me if I said I would ascend the throne as the Demon Saint immediately?"
"Huh?" This startled Wu Er. "You're not kidding me, are you!"
Kunwu did not reply, nor did she elaborate on the matter.
The two then chatted about many other things.
It must be said that even after all these years, the two still have a very good relationship.
After exchanging a few words, they both put on smiles.
As the conversation continued, the sun set quite a bit in the west, and the sky quickly turned dusky.
The sunlight shone down, illuminating the two people in the pavilion and turning the nearby stream golden.
"It's getting late..." Kunwu looked at the river that had turned yellow.
Looking at the setting sun on the horizon, Wu Er said, "It is indeed getting late."
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