“Ah, I’m sorry, you’re too late. Again, we simply cannot be together that way…,” said Long Chen helplessly.

“Shut up! If you keep talking nonsense like that, I’ll really beat you!” Beitang Rushuang raised a fist.

Long Chen laughed and accepted the Heavenly Spirit Water. Looking at it, he was a bit emotional.

This Heavenly Spirit Water didn’t have any use on him. But it would be very effective at healing the wounds of the Moon and Star Refining Furnace.

“Let’s go. I’ll treat you to fish,” said Long Chen.

“Fish again?”

“If you don’t want fish, I can treat you to dirt.”

“Bastard.”

…

The three didn’t go eat fish and found a secluded place to drink tea instead. Beitang Rushuang’s hostility toward Nangong Zuiyue had clearly lessened, to the point where at the very least, the two could talk normally to each other.

“Long Chen, I won’t lie to you. I had a goal in getting close to you- ah, but don’t even mention anything about romance again!” warned Beitang Rushuang.

Perhaps Beitang Rushuang had never met someone as shameless...