Mu Lin's Back and Forth Deliberations about Yang Wei. Another Necessary Discipline of the Fat-chested Airhead; Senior Brother Yang is so Lecherous!

In Mu Lin's room, she sat back in her chair, legs crossed, enjoying a cup of tea with a satisfied expression on her face. Letting out a contented sigh, she muttered to herself, "What I wouldn't give to see my sweet Wei for just a moment longer~ It sucks, frankly."

Then, as if a light bulb went off in her head, she suddenly exclaimed, "Wait, shouldn't I be angry with him? He just up and left without even telling me anything!" Placing a hand proudly on her chest, she cleared her throat and continued, "Luckily for him, I was kind enough to clean his entire courtyard, wash all his robes, and make sure that Dragonfire Seed he planted was in good condition."

She clicked her tongue disapprovingly, a small frown appearing on her soft, moon-shaped face. "Imagine he would dare leave some random, uninteresting disciple in charge of taking care of his place while he's gone," she grumbled, shaking her head in displeasure. "It's like he doesn't respect my wifely skills!"