He lowered his head to avoid those eyes, rubbing his robe between his fingers. He hesitated for a long time before finally asking about the rumor he had just heard on the street.
"Um... why do they all say that my hand...was burned when I cooked sweet potatoes late at night?"
I thought Yun Xuchen would at least apologize for accusing me like this. Who knew...
"Is there anything wrong with that?"
Liang Meng:.......
Seeing Yun Xuchen acting as if it was a matter of course, Liang Meng had the illusion that she was being unreasonable.
Although handsome guys have privileges and can be treated gently, some things still need to be made clear.
After all, this is directly related to one's own glorious image.
"But, my hand wasn't...burned by the sweet potato."
"If you put it that way, they would think... that I, the hall master, am a loser who only knows how to eat."
The more he spoke, the lower his head drooped and the softer his voice became. If you listened carefully, you could hear a hint of grievance in his voice.
"Did the Hall Master want me to tell them that the Hall Master of Yunmeng Hall was captured by the spirit tribe late at night, and despite his spiritual power, he was almost beaten to death by the spirit tribe. Not only did he suffer injuries all over his body, but he also almost lost one of his hands."
"That's what the Hall Master wants, right?"
Liang Meng: Uh???
That's not what I meant.
"Is there anything else, Hall Master?"
Frowning, impatient.
“No…no more.”
He drooped his head and muttered softly.
What is the difference between heaven and earth? The hall master's anger just now and his cowardice now are the difference between heaven and earth.
Without looking at Liang Meng again, Yun Xuchen turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.
Only one man and one lion were left disheveled in the wind.
"Hall Master?"
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