Su Bei couldn't possibly be...
COUGH, COUGH, COUGH—
A somewhat feeble voice emerged.
Su Bei considered himself a man of peerless virtue who loved to be close to nature. So, when he felt various discomforts—such as excessive dampness, an imbalance of yin and yang within him, or the presence of too many women disturbing his rest and making it hard to breathe—he opened his eyes. He found himself gazing at an incredibly beautiful face.
Indeed, Su Bei had to admit the first adjective that came to mind was 'incredibly beautiful'.
It was as if, through that face, he could see another visage—strikingly similar, yet even more beautiful and gentle.
Damn it, Su Bei thought, looking somewhat despairingly at his hand holding Brother Ji's large one. I'm actually gay.
He didn't notice Ji Nanjue's face flush crimson, too shy to even glance at him.
"Elder Su, you're awake."
"Bei Bei, you're finally awake..."
"How do you feel?"
"Master, how is your body? Are you okay? BOO HOO HOO..."
