"If you start with 'Are you there?', you're definitely a clown."
This was the insight Yang Genshuo gathered from his college roommate, Tian Zhe (Chubby).
Every time he approached his crush, it was always, "Are you there? Are you there?"
While others' invitations were like the launching of a knight's charge, his single 'Are you there?' sounded like a gong at the opening of a circus... putting on a red nose for a comedy show for everyone.
Yang Genshuo even believed... it was each 'Are you there?' that made Tian Zhe end up so meek.
Back then, he joked that once he got rich, he would send Tian Zhe to Africa with a plane ticket to keep him humble.
Now it wasn't bad either, sending him to Southeast Asia.
Meanwhile, watching Yang Fushuo's awkward and clumsy flirting skills, Yang Genshuo just covered his face.
"What's the meaning of this 'Hey~what are you doing?' Did our ancestors teach you to flirt ? You're just a pure clown!"
Shangguan Yixiao paused for a moment, looking at Yang Fushuo's expression.
"I'm not doing anything, what about you? It's kinda scary."
Inside, Yang Fushuo was the boss, always domineering over her, almost as if he'd ride her head and poop on it.
Now that he suddenly became gentle, Shangguan Yixiao just felt her skin crawl.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly think you have a clear and handsome appearance..."
Shangguan Yixiao shuddered and immediately placed her hands on the piano.
"If you want to fight, just say it! Out here, I... I... am not afraid of you!"
Yang Genshuo covered his face again.
"Incredible! You've gone from a clown to a hooligan!"
"Fushuo, you need to say some sweet nothings that girls like to hear, let her know you like her!"
This amazing nice woman, seize the chance!
Yang Fushuo then racked his brain to start thinking of the romantic words he wanted to say.
"Hey~do you know what you're lacking in terms of the Five Elements?"
Shangguan Yixiao looked puzzled: "I'm the Heavenly Spirit Root, what could I possibly be lacking?"
"The Five Elements are lacking me."
"Why? Aren't you the Fire Spirit Root? You conquer mine!"
"Exactly, when I saw you, I 'refined' (fell in love) with you."
After Shangguan Yixiao figured out Yang Fushuo's bad pun, her mouth hung open in disbelief.
Is this something a serious cultivator would think of?
Is there any worse way to screw this up?
She wouldn't even think Yang Fushuo was expressing his liking to her, she just felt... that Yang Fushuo was ill, very ill.
"Are you not feeling well? Has the Shadow of the Myriad Tribes eroded your soul? Should I give you a [Clearing God Pill] to eat, or shall I play the [Calming Heart Song] for you?"
"No, I'm not sick, look into my eyes carefully, is there something?"
Shangguan Yixiao stared seriously into Yang Fushuo's eyes. If a person's soul was affected, there would be subtle changes in the eyes, and they were experts in such matters, naturally capable of telling.
Yang Fushuo asked: "Do you see anything?"
"Hmm... nothing really, you look quite normal."
"No, clearly inside there's the person I like."
Shangguan Yixiao: "..."
A silence, an eerie silence.
After a long silence, she turned her head to ask Wu Yi:
"This man... is he a fake Yang Fushuo?"
Wu Yi, "We can't rule out that possibility... because he looks very abstract."
Rashah Tiger, "Maybe a shadow from the myriad tribes has stolen his soul."
"Speak! Where have you taken our brother Yang!"
Its claws gripped Yang Fushuo.
"Crazy! Let go of your claws, keep it up and your gemstones are coming off!"
Rashah Tiger instinctively let go, bending at the waist and said:
"No, no, no... Brother Yang, share more."
The next second, Rashah Tiger realized they had already come out and immediately straightened his back.
"Ahem! It must be true... Yang's aura is hard for others to imitate, it has a feeling... it's weak but strong."
Wu Yi nodded, "Right, weak yet strong."
Yang Fushuo, seeing the others treating him like a patient, helplessly spread his hands towards the sky.
'Ancestor, I did my best.'
"I really give up on you! If it weren't for me arranging a marriage for you, you would stay single until your next life!"
Some people's minds just don't evolve.
Yang Fushuo was indifferent to women!
Even if he hadn't been forced to properly share a room with Tian Mumu, he would just keep crafting his elixirs...
"How did the Yang family produce such an oddball as you!"
"I am truly at my wits' end."
"Just look at your brother!"
Yang Fu had three wives, all with offspring, and even adopted a top-tier talent, Yang Feng.
But such things can't be forced. Shangguan Yixiao isn't the type begging to marry into the Yang family, and she isn't as love-struck as Tian Mumu.
She just finds Yang Fushuo... a bit silly.
Hearing the ancestor finished scolding with no response, Yang Fushuo took it as a sign he dodged a bullet.
He looked at his teammates, his expression returning to normal.
"Ahem, I was just possessed, don't mind it." Chapters first released on novel✶fire.net
"There's no banquet that doesn't end, our friendship remains unchanged like mountains green and waters long, farewell!"
Shangguan Yixiao, hearing Yang Fushuo say this, felt slightly sentimental.
"You guys can roam freely outside, I... I don't know when I'll get to come out and play next time, forget it, you wouldn't understand, goodbye!"
She sat on the harp, raising a ribbon of light, and flew away.
Yang Fushuo shouted, "Visit us at Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect when you're free!"
Wu Yi, "I'm in the Earth Spirit Pavilion, he's in the Elixir Pavilion, next time I hope you can get a bit stronger so I won't even have to use my strength to beat you..."
Shangguan Yixiao, "???"
"That's because you just don't understand my music!!!"
Shangguan Yixiao's voice elongated, disappearing into the horizon.
Yang Fushuo, "What's the pity? Do you miss her?"
"It's a pity she still hasn't realized the gap in our strength."
Seeing Wu Yi still so confident, Yang Genshuo couldn't help but want to laugh.