“My, my, my!”
Darryl pretended to be surprised. He smacked his forehead, smiled, and replied, “Lady Chang Er, what are you talking about? You were dating Zhu Bajie in the cultivation room yesterday night. You should know his whereabouts. Why are you asking me?”
Darryl had to suppress his urge to laugh; he continued to say, “Furthermore, we have been imprisoned, so how would I know where he is?”
“Shut up!”
Chang Er’s face turned cold; she was so furious that she trembled. She reprimanded him. “Stop talking nonsense! I can guarantee that you will not live to see the sun tomorrow!”
Chang Er had always been chaste. She was already furious when Yang Jian slandered her, and when a peasant talked to her like that, it was even more humiliating.
The more Chang Er thought about it, the angrier she got. She lifted her hands and hit Darryl violently. However, her internal energy was sealed, so Darryl avoided her attacks quite easily.
Darryl even managed to tease her while he dodged her.
“What are you doing, Lady Chang Er? You’re no longer being reserved. Hitting me like that—how inelegant!”
“Shut up!”
“We’re being locked up together. We’re already considered as inmates; can’t we talk properly?”
“I have nothing to say to you. Stand there—”
Darryl and Chang Er’s shouts as the woman chased after the man eventually awakened Celine and Queenie.
What…
Celine was stunned the moment the sight greeted her when she opened her eyes. She furrowed her brows.
‘What is Darryl doing? How could he make Chang Er chase after him in the prison cell?’
Queenie was equally confused.
“Darryl!”
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