One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques. However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed...
"You two can continue. I'll see myself out." Chu Chu decided to play it safe and not get involved with whatever Song Shuhang and the well-read girl were doing.
Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and called out, "Sob, sob, sob~ Miss Chu Chu, wait a moment! Sob, sob, sob~ It's not as you think! You are definitely misunderstanding the situation!" Given Chu Chu's vigilant look, it was very likely that she had misunderstood what was going on.
"In that case, why is a big man like you crying so aggrievedly?" Chu Chu stopped in her tracks. However, her body still unconsciously leaned toward the exit of the 'library'.
"It's the effect of a cultivation technique. Sob, sob, sob~ Due to it, I can't help but cry," Song Shuhang replied.
Chu Chu paused for a moment and asked out of curiosity, "In that case, why is the fairy maiden next to you also crying?"