Mo Yan sat quietly in his room, calm on the outside, but broken from within.
He was aching for Yu Sui....desperately, painfully.
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The next morning...
Mo Yan and his 20 disciples set out on patrol through the forest.
After reaching a clearing, Mo Yan raised his hand and wrote a glowing spell in the air:
"Find him."
The golden characters shimmered for a moment and vanished into the wind.
At once, all twenty disciples pulled out a drawing from their sleeves
A sketch of a familiar face.
And then, they all dispersed in different directions, spreading far across the woods.
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Meanwhile, two disciples walked together:
Su Nian and Bao Feng.
Su Nian:
"Hey, listen...I think I've fallen in love with a girl.
Tell me… how should I tell her?"
Bao Feng:
"Why are you asking me, huh?
Do I look like the god of love to you?!
I can't even talk to girls myself!"
(he pauses dramatically)
"But... I can give you one piece of advice.
So, who is she?"
Su Nian (blushing):
"She's... Shu. The princess."
Bao Feng (stopping dead in his tracks):
"WHAT?! Shu?!
That thief?!"
(stares at him like he's lost his mind)
"Bro, you'd be better off marrying a buffalo."