Lu Yu · chat.title

Ever since Lu Yu overheard what Lin Yi said that day, she had been deliberately avoiding him. Today, clutching the mission token she had just collected for the month, she walked down the path back to her quarters with her head bowed, her mind endlessly revolving around a single question: Just how much did he hear? Did he hear all of it? Or just the latter half...? No, judging by his expression that day, he couldn't have heard it, right? He didn't say anything, nor did his expression change in the slightest. If he truly caught the word "bathing," how could he have remained so calm? Not even flinching? Maybe... she should apply to leave the mountain for training to lay low for a while? She could claim her cultivation had hit a bottleneck and that she needed to enter the mortal world to temper her state of mind. Lost in thought, her steps grew faster and faster, completely oblivious to the bamboo branches brushing against her shoulder and scattering a cascade of dewdrops. That was, until she bumped straight into a firm, solid chest. She looked up. Lu Yu looked down at her, thin lips slightly pressed together. His cool, handsome face was inches away, his dark, deep eyes quietly resting upon her. He spoke, his voice so quiet it almost dissolved into the morning mist. "Senior Sister, is the mission you took this time that difficult?" He tilted his head slightly, his gaze drifting from her face down to the hand tightly gripping the mission token. "So much so that you aren't even watching where you walk?"