At midnight, Du Yu lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Should he choose the bow, or the short blade?
"Such blissful troubles," Du Yu murmured, propping himself up with one hand and sitting up.
The night breeze blew through the mountains and forests, bringing with it the pleasant "shasha" sound.
Du Yu stepped to the window, gazing at the moonlit mountains and forests, lost in thought.
"Can't sleep?" A sudden voice in his mind startled Du Yu.
"Ah," responded Du Yu softly, "You're not asleep either, Celestial Cyan Porcelain?"
On the day the mission ended, Celestial Cyan Porcelain finally spoke the words stuck in her heart: "Your Acupoint Home is very comfortable.
But for me, the attributes still conflict a bit."
"Conflict?" Du Yu hesitated for a moment, muttering softly.
Celestial Cyan Porcelain, possessing a fire attribute, had been imbued with it by him using Demon Fire long ago.
