Mu Xi felt this year he was really jinxed. First, he went looking for the immortal crane and ended up being caught as a blood bank, barely surviving nine deaths to return. He was kept at home to recuperate for a month, during which he fattened up; finally, he was let out, only to find himself surrounded by dozens of people stealthily and overtly, even at the Buddhist Temple no exception, as if they wished they could support him in their arms, leaving him no freedom whatsoever.
All that aside, can anyone tell him why, after so much effort to have a bit of freedom at the Buddhist Temple, there are still some oblivious ones provoking him.
Worst yet, that person is precisely that little pervert he dare not act against, more precious than even himself, almost at a pathological level, this person is truly perverted, not pretending.
