Under that gloomy gaze, Cai Wei had a moment of bewilderment. This man, from the first time she saw him, had always been carefree and playful, viewing the world as a game, or he was an elegant, leisurely, noble young master. She had never seen him with such an attitude, tone, or expression before.
"Is it because of Huo Yuan?"
Cai Wei fell silent. She was truly speechless by him. She had already told him that she did not want to marry him, that he didn’t need to take responsibility, yet he still relentlessly pursued the matter. Who she had feelings for was none of his business, was it?
"Is it because of Huo Yuan?"
He persisted, repeating the question.
Such persistence, to the point where she felt obliged to respond.
She answered against her will, not for any other reason, but just to extinguish his hopes and expectations. Now that he had developed such feelings for her, let her find a shield to make him give up.
The man chuckled softly, his laughter eerie and his emotions unreadable. After laughing, he stood up and walked towards the door, his tall silhouette calm and elegant, without a hint of defeat from rejection.
When he reached the entrance, he stopped and looked back at her.
"You should rest early. I’ll come back to help you with your calligraphy tomorrow night."
Cai Wei choked, almost falling off the couch. She had already rejected him, so why was he still coming?
Cai Wei frantically waved her hands: "No need, no need, you don’t have to trouble yourself. Just leave the medicine, I can wash it myself, thank you....."
Seeing her panicked and flustered look, Nangong Yi didn’t know whether to be angry or amused. He flashed a half-smirk, adding a touch of mischief to his smile: "The world’s affairs are not just about ability, but also about desire. Your ability is yours; my desire is mine."
What kind of logic was this? Cai was annoyed and glared at him: "If your desire involves me, shouldn’t you consider my feelings?"
The man had already opened the door. His silhouette blurred and merged into the night. From outside the door, only two words came: "No need!"
Cai Wei slammed the couch in frustration. She felt cornered with a sense of inevitable confrontation!
She swiftly entered the Space and ran to her practice room, opening her book on the cultivation of inner martial arts skills. As instructed in the book, she started to cultivate furiously, swearing to master high-level martial arts skills as soon as possible to become invincible in the world. She would slam the person who dared bully her against the wall, and he wouldn’t be able to peel himself off!
After practicing non-stop for one to two hours, she perseveringly hopped onto the edge of the large bamboo basket and began to walk on it. The more she walked, the faster and steadier she became. Only when she was too exhausted to have any energy left, did she jump down and soak in the hot spring to ease her fatigue.
Her sweat-soaked body naturally excreted a thin layer of grayish substance. The Old Turtle had explained before, this is the toxins within her body. In modern terms, it would be the ’garbage’ within her. Once all the ’garbage’ is emptied, her body would improve!
While bathing, she purposely scrubbed her back hard, wanting to rub off the evildoer’s writing and his residual warmth on her.
While rubbing, it suddenly dawned on her, why did she have to let the evildoer wash her body for her? The Old Turtle is a divine doctor. Washing off a few characters written on her skin was as easy as eating small dishes for him. It was all the evildoer’s fault for confusing her. She didn’t even think of such an obvious solution!
In the Pill Room, the Old Turtle was sleeping. Cai Wei stormed in and woke him hurriedly, then quickly took off her clothes and turned her jade-white back towards him.
"Great Immortal, take a quick look. Can you remove the words on my back?"