He was never this st*pid.
He actually waited for her to get jealous.
How could he forget that perhaps she did not care about him at all?
Some people were just so unconcerned to the point that they disappointed others.
The Emperor lowered his gaze, the blissful image in the magical mirror felt like a thorn piercing his heart.
Splash!
The magical mirror was thrown into the Heavenly Lake nearby!
The immortal leaped in shock. He did not dare to say a word, hence he could only obediently trail behind the man.
It was the day where a heavy downpour fell upon the Ninth Heaven.
Two individuals who were equally proud of themselves - one left for the temple and another one returned to Buddhism.
No one expected that the magical mirror would be picked up by somebody else.
This person was none other than one of the seven thoughts of Golden Lotus…the witch.
