"I won't." Xu Chang'an smiled: "I'm not complaining, just thinking... I haven't fully devoted myself to cultivation."
He didn't have the slightest hint of inferiority, just speaking his mind to family.
Talking about the descending staircase.
"Miss always says... if I wanted, I could go back and farm with you, so she is my staircase, a retreat when I don't want to strive anymore."
"You say I'm a staircase?" Yun Qian tilted her head, feeling the comb's teeth pass over her head, nodding: "If you want to see the heavens, it's simple."
"Send me to heaven?" Xu Chang'an's fingers paused, recalling Yun Qian's favorite female characters, all ruthless.
He sensed a feeling of crisis, coughed: "Miss, cultivation is very dangerous."
"Dangerous?" Yun Qian asked: "Will it lead to death?"
"Of course." Xu Chang'an took a deep breath, his fingers gliding through Yun Qian's hair: "So... I will be cautious and more cautious."
