Ye Wu pretended not to hear.
Tonight, she had already done Divine Cultivation with Fire Nether, so there was no need to bother with Mo Ye for now.
She'd talk to him during the next Divine Cultivation session.
Ye Wu popped an elixir and went straight to practice her Whip Technique.
Her Heavenly Punishment Whip had only just started, still plenty to work on.
As she was practicing, Ye Wu turned her head and was completely stunned!
Above Mo Ye's head, lines and lines of text were floating densely.
[The master is still so diligent. She can't spare even a second from staring at her whip to look at me?]
[What do I do, what do I do, do I really have to take the initiative?]
[What if I get rejected, what am I supposed to do then?]
Ye Wu's movements paused a bit.
Mo Ye's mental activity, which had only been viewable through the System panel before—now, unbelievably, it was just floating right above Mo Ye's head.
"Little Tong!" Ye Wu frowned. "What's going on?"
