Feng Jun knew what was going on, so he gave a dry cough and said, "Well, I'm going to take a nap. Cai Xin is cultivating... Little Celestial Master, I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye out."
Tang Wenji's eyes darted around, and she beckoned him to step away from the Spirit Gathering Array. Only then did she ask with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "What's she cultivating? Taking so long to come out, and yet you're still in a hurry to rest?"
Having been in contact with negative energy, Feng Jun didn't want to hide it from her. She's his woman, after all. He must keep things balanced. While he couldn't remain devoted, he could at least be fair. So he replied, "You know, yoga."
"You're kidding?" The Little Celestial Master's face was full of surprise, although it seemed a bit exaggerated. "You've been cultivating for eight days, and you finally leveled up, but your aura is still unstable. Yet she won't let you rest and even has you... practicing yoga?"
