The weather was gradually getting warmer, and at the top of South Bamboo Peak, the green grass was lush, swaying neatly to one side in the wind...
A beautiful woman in green pushed a wheelchair to the edge of the cliff, watching as the honest disciple departed, her skirt fluttering in the breeze.
A moment ago, that disciple had sincerely called her "teacher's wife."
But the words "teacher's wife" seemed particularly grating, causing her pain, fear, and the feeling that she was nothing but a prostitute...
"Huayi..."
The old man called softly.
"Shi Lang!" Bi Huayi responded hastily with nervousness.
The old man chuckled gently and said, "I truly don't blame you for what happened with Feng'Er. I had already told you that if you'd taken a liking to some young lad, I would even be willing to help him..."
"Shi Lang, I was wrong, wrong."
Bi Huayi, frightened, immediately knelt down and clutched the old man's leg tightly.
