Chen Ji said earnestly, "Master, this is not the mercy of a woman."
Having spoken, he struggled to get up, intending to leave, but soon calmed down and sat back on the bed, "No, I must wait until everyone is asleep."
Old Yao chuckled as he stepped out, "At least you're not stupid... I advise you to stay away from that Wu Hongbiao as much as possible. I've seen his lifeline on his palm—short and stout, looks quite cute, but entangling with him will not end well."
Chen Ji: "..."
"Master, did you go stripping other people's clothes and even check their palmistry?"
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...
It was deep into the night, and snores reverberated throughout the apprentice dormitory. Chen Ji quietly got up amid the snoring and laboriously draped on some clothes.
Despite his movements, he aggravated his wound, causing his forehead to break out in cold sweat, but he didn't dare make a sound.