Zhou Shu ignored him, smiled, raised his hand to pick up the snow-white flower on the ground, and handed it to Yang Mei.
Yang Mei wiped her tears, glanced at Zhou Shu, pushed Zhou Shu's hand away, and pouted, "Hmph, bad guy, I don't want your things."
Zhou Shu was slightly stunned, and felt a little puzzled, "Yang Mei, how did I offend you, how did I become a bad guy?"
Yang Mei turned her head away, "I am a bad guy!"
Zhou Shu felt helpless, "Okay, then tell me how I am a bad guy?"
"You cut my senior sister's hair much shorter and made her cry, so you are a bad guy." Yang Mei turned her head and glared at Zhou Shu, not hiding her anger at all.
"Huh?"
Zhou Shu pinched his nose. "Isn't that right?"
"Hmph, you still refuse to admit it!"
Yang Mei raised her finger and pointed at Zhou Shu. "A few days ago, I saw Senior Sister Yan in a daze at the sect. She called out your name, and when I asked her what was wrong, she wouldn't say anything. Who else could it be but you?"
"It had to be you. You cut Senior Sister's hair short. Now everyone in the sect is laughing at her. Master even scolded her, saying that one's hair is a gift from one's parents, and to damage it is unfilial. She's been in a daze these past few days. I saw she was almost in tears. Hmph, it's all your fault!"
After a rapid-fire barrage of words, Yang Mei took a few breaths and stared at Zhou Shu as if he were looking at an enemy.
Zhou Shu finally understood. It turned out that the incident was caused by Yan Yue cutting her hair. At the time, he had thought her actions were indeed a bit extreme. In this world of immortal cultivation, cutting one's hair without permission could be considered an act of disobedience. No wonder she was scolded by Master.
But Yan Yue acted too quickly, and he couldn't stop her.
Regardless of right or wrong, admitting to a child was irrelevant.
Zhou Shu smiled, "Okay, it's my fault. I'll go and apologize to her later, okay?"
Yang Mei frowned and said seriously, "You must apologize. She keeps saying your name, as if you owe her a lot of money. If you don't apologize, Senior Sister will definitely be unhappy."
"Got it, I'll go later."
Zhou Shu nodded, "Yang Mei, what are you doing here? And you're not even wearing the Heyin Sect's robes, what do you want to do?"
"Hehe."
Yang Mei immediately turned her anger into laughter, walked a few steps closer, leaned close to Zhou Shu and whispered, "I'm here to find something, hush, I ran away secretly, of course I can't wear it."
"The Heyin Sect is about three or four hundred miles away from here. You're so brave to run out by yourself." Seeing her innocence and cuteness, Zhou Shu couldn't help but patted her head and pretended to be angry.
Yangmei shook her head. "Hmph, Senior Brother, don't look down on me. I'm already at the second level of the Qi Refining Realm!"
"Second level, so what? You little loli, you come here alone and you're just going to get bullied."
Zhou Shu looked at Yangmei, a mixture of anger and amusement. "Don't do that anymore."
"Who knew people here were so mean?"
Yangmei hung her head in frustration, her brows furrowed. "You've agreed, but you're still going back on your word, just like those senior sisters."
"That's how cultivation works. Without strength, you can't survive. Let's go, go to Senior Sister Yan, and then you can go back to the sect with her."
Zhou Shu didn't want to dwell on the simple-minded Yangmei's practicalities. He pointed ahead, motioning for her to come with him.
"Got it,"
Yangmei followed him obediently.
After a few dozen steps, she suddenly stopped. Zhou Shu turned around and asked with some understanding, "Yangmei, what's wrong? Aren't you afraid to see Senior Sister?" People
who sneak out are usually afraid of seeing someone they know, a fact he'd experienced deeply as a child.
Yang Mei quickly defended herself, "No, why would I be afraid of Senior Sister?"
"What's that?"
Yang Mei hesitated for a moment, clutching her stomach. "I'm hungry. I used two talismans to run all the way here, and I haven't eaten anything..."
Zhou Shu smiled. "Me neither. Then I'll treat you to dinner."
"Yes, that's great."
Yang Mei quickly raised her hand high in agreement.
Zhou Shu had been in Qingxia Market for a long time, but he had never been to a spiritual food restaurant here.
Spiritual food and wine, mostly made from magical beast flesh, spiritual grains, and fruits, are rich in easily accessible spiritual energy. While mortals can enhance their physical fitness and prolong their lives, they are also very beneficial supplements for cultivators. He was well aware of this, but he didn't have the spiritual stones to enjoy it before. Now that he has spiritual stones, he's too busy to go.
Just as Zhou Shu was debating where to eat, he was stunned.
Yangmei cheered, "Brother, let's go to Deyue Tower! The food there is delicious!"
"Okay, as you say," Zhou Shu agreed, smiling. "Lead the way."
"Yes, yes."
Yangmei leaped forward, as cheerful as a fluttering swallow.
Zhou Shu followed behind, a smile etched in his eyes. In the old world, this scene would have been like an old man tempting a young girl with candy, tempting her to do something wicked. But in this world, no one thought that, and he, too, only thought about it.
Deyue Tower was in the heart of the town, always bustling with customers. The aroma could be smelled from afar, making it impossible not to eat.
Zhou Shu, feeling hungry, couldn't resist any more, and Yangmei rushed in eagerly, occupying a table by the window.
The waiter came over swiftly, "What would you like to order, sirs?"
"Waiter, what do you have here?"
Before Zhou Shu finished speaking, Yangmei raised her hand and shouted, "I want five-treasure rice and four-happiness meatballs!"
The waiter looked at Yangmei and was suddenly stunned, "I remember you. It was you who made such a noise last time that others couldn't eat well and I got scolded by the shopkeeper. You're here again?"
Yangmei stood up, saluted, and nodded seriously, "Sorry, it was me, but I definitely won't do it again this time."
The waiter was a little confused and quickly returned the salute.
Zhou Shu nodded to the waiter. "I want these two. Also, bring a few plates of your other best spiritual food, and a jug of the finest spiritual wine."
"Okay,"
the waiter replied, leaving.
Zhou Shu looked at Yang Mei. "You seem to come here often to eat spiritual food?"
Yang Mei shook her head and winked. "No way, spiritual food is that expensive... I've only been here once, when Senior Sister brought me here. Hehe, I can't forget it. The food here is delicious. You'll see in a moment."
"If it's delicious, eat more. Eat as much as you can. It's my treat
," Yang Mei said a little embarrassedly. "That's great, Senior Brother, but isn't it too expensive? I heard the most expensive spiritual food here costs one mid-grade spirit stone..."
"Wow, a mid-grade spiritual food? That must be good stuff. We should try it when it comes up later."
Zhou Shu feigned surprise.
A mid-grade spiritual stone was nothing to him right now.
"Okay, I love eating delicious food the most!"
Yangmei didn't think any more and laughed happily. The sound like a silver bell floated everywhere in the building.