Clearly, she was the first to arrive, but all these people inserted themselves ahead of her. Ling Ningzhi is understandable since she was the one who sent the invitation. But where did the other two come from?
"How can this be? This is bullying!"
"Hey, did you all hear? I—I'm really angry now! Stop it!"
...
...
The next day, at noon.
Brilliant sunlight spilled through the gauze curtains onto the bed.
Chen Mo lay quietly, staring blankly at the ceiling.
The room was empty, save for the messy bedding that told the story.
Recalling yesterday's circumstances, he still felt a surreal dream-like sensation...
In the early hours, the Daoist Venerable finally awakened, and upon realizing what had happened, he was overcome by a desire to die, stumbling away in panic.
