What does "flipping the card" mean?
Wu Er frowned and looked at Xiao Mingmu beside him.
Xiao Mingmu chuckled a few times, "Flipping the card means flipping the card, right?"
Yan Zheng, who had just asked for help, nodded as well.
I agreed with Xiao Mingmu's statement.
He added, "Yes, Senior Brother, your intention in bringing a comatose female disciple back to your residence is quite obvious, isn't it?"
Then Yan Zheng clapped his hands again, as if he had understood something.
He added, "If it's not a matter of choosing a concubine, then it means that Senior Brother wants to marry the Empress!"
Wu Er glanced at Yan Zheng, chuckled twice, and then said to Xiao Mingmu, "Hey Mingmu, let's revoke Gou Dan's driver's license. It would be best if he could never drive a Yunzhou again."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mingmu turned his neck, looked at Yan Zheng, and revealed a meaningful smile.
He said slowly, "Since Senior Brother has spoken, then I will do as he says."
"ah?"
Yan Zheng's usually serious face was full of surprise. "No way! This is my only hobby. You can't do this!"
Wu Er: "Hmm?"
Xiao Mingmu: "Hmm!"
Yan Zheng: "..."
On this unremarkable little peak, the three of them exchanged a few more words, their conversation consisting mainly of playful banter and jokes.
If other members of the sect saw this, they would probably be shocked.
Why are the usually dignified and imposing high-ranking members of the sect speaking so casually?
However, no one knows.
This same laughter and merriment has been going on for seven hundred years...
"Honestly, you guys are getting more and more indecent."
Wu Er covered his face, smiled, and shook his head.
Xiao Ming pointed at Wu Er and said, "With an unserious senior brother like you, how can we possibly be serious?"
Yan Zheng: "That's right, that's right."
Then, Xiao Mingmu pointed to Wu Er's small wooden house and said, "We've been talking for so long, why don't we see which lucky female disciple has won the favor of her senior brother?"
That's what I meant.
The way they said it was sarcastic and insinuating...
Wu Er stopped laughing and became serious, saying, "Speak first. I have no intention of having any ideas about this disciple. You are not allowed to have any wild thoughts."
"I understand, I understand."
Xiao Mingmu's face once again displayed that meaningful smile.
Yan Zheng then revealed his unpleasant smile and said, "Finally, I can meet the future mistress of Pengshan Sect."
The words were very straightforward.
Or rather, every word Yan Zheng uttered was very straightforward.
But Wu Er glared fiercely at Yan Zheng.
He said, "You're talking nonsense, aren't you? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll really revoke your driver's license and forbid you from driving the Cloud Boat in the name of the sect leader. Then let's see who dares to let you drive the Cloud Boat!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zheng covered his mouth.
Judging from his appearance, he really likes racing cars... no, racing cloud boats.
Afterwards, Wu Er opened the door of his cabin and let Xiao Mingmu and Yan Zheng in.
The room wasn't big, and as soon as the two entered, they saw Han Qingxiu, who was still unconscious.
Xiao Ming looked at Han Qingxiu without saying a word, resting his chin on his hand, as if he was thinking about something.
Yan Zheng, being straightforward, scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Is this a man or a woman?"
Like Wu Er, it was impossible to tell whether she was male or female at first glance.
"From what I've observed, it should be a woman... right?"
Looking at Han Qingxiu's overly androgynous face and flat figure, Xiao Mingmu was momentarily uncertain.
“Uh…” Wu Er gave a wry smile. “Ning Yan said she was a female disciple.”
"Um......"
Xiao Mingmu pondered for a moment, then murmured, "So Senior Brother likes this kind of taste. It seems we should promote the practice of female disciples wearing men's clothing."
Wu Er: "......"
Yan Zheng chimed in, "Oh, is that so? I've heard that the Western Regions are rich in these things, I think they're called something like... human-woman!"
He clapped his hands again and said loudly and solemnly, "Oh right, so Senior Brother likes transvestites!"
ladyboy?
Wu Er was instantly speechless, his brows furrowing deeply.
Upon hearing Yan Zheng's words, Xiao Mingmu covered his mouth with his wide sleeve, his face flushed red, clearly trying to suppress a laugh.
He further explained, "Fifth brother, a man who transforms into a woman is called a transvestite, but a woman who wants to be a man should be called a demon."
magician?
"Hmph."
Wu Er chuckled twice, then raised his fist as if to hit someone.
Xiao Mingmu naturally saw this action, but he was not flustered at all.
There's no reason to panic.
He knew what kind of person his senior brother was; he was just trying to scare people.
And then he leaned his face closer and said, "Go ahead and hit me!!"
"You! You! You!!!"
Wu Er gritted his teeth and said, "Can't you give me some face and pretend to be scared?"
"Huh? How can you pretend to be scared?"
Yan Zheng asked another question from the side.
Wu Er chuckled and said, "That's how you looked when I was about to revoke your driver's license."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zheng's face immediately changed color.
Yeah, I'm scared...
The three of them made no attempt to restrain themselves, creating quite a commotion.
Han Qingxiu, who was still unconscious, moved slightly twice and then slowly opened her eyes.
"uh-huh."
With a groan, Han Qingxiu looked at the unfamiliar ceiling and stood up, her head heavy with sleep.
He was not fully conscious, so he didn't see the three people standing not far away for a moment.
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