Tired of Boredom

It was the late spring outside the window; it was a good time to sleep soundly.

It was a few days later when Guo Dong woke up.

She looked across the room and found Jing Jiu was still there, as if he hadn't moved an inch, except that the teacup was gone.

Jing Jiu brought back his gaze from the window and intended to say something while looking at Guo Dong, but ultimately didn't say anything in the end.

"Do you think I'm a crazy woman?" she asked. "I even wanted to kill Xilai in my low Cultivation state."

Jing Jiu answered, "It was a pretty foolish thing to do."

"Tong Yan said the same thing," Guo Dong said. "In the vegetable garden of the Baotong Zen Temple, he advised against my decision a few times."

Jing Jiu thought that she was not a woman who would listen to others' advice.

"I have a nephew named He Zhan. He is kind of brainless. If there is an opportunity in the future, please take care of him for me."