Translation courtesy of newbienoona

Editing and proofreading by anks and greenapple

Han Qilu is a monk with a dirty mouth . Today, he spits out, “you f**king” . An Chuxia thinks it’s a bit strange: Is it because he isn’t angry at Mankuai anymore and has accepted her for a second time?

But that can’t be right! She just saw Xiang Mankuai close to tears, kneeling in front of him! Were her eyes deceiving her, shouldn’t she be nauseated?

She definitely won’t open the door! Who knows what this angry demon would do to her weak self .

She’s happy to control her environment until she hears a loud noise that shocks her! Han Qilu slams against the door, agitated, until he sees An Chuxia in one piece . He is relieved, but at the same time, unnerved… .

Behind Han Qilu is that intruder, Mankuai, with her big, voluminous curly hair, craning her neck to look inside the room . An Chuxia says with a mousy voice, “Do you want to play? This game has a tendency to be perverted . The metropolis is actually a map of the night . ”

Behind Han Qilu is that intruder, Mankuai, with her big, voluminous curly hair, craning her neck to look inside the room . An Chuxia says with a mousy voice, “Do you want to play? This game has a tendency to be perverted . The metropolis is actually a map of the night . ”

Despite An Chuxia’s sincerity, the blue vein on Han Qilu’s forehead ticks . The surrounding temperature plummets . It is only then she realizes that something’s wrong . He wanted her to open the door, and she hesitated . Then he forced his way in, only to realize nothing is wrong with her!

“Seriously… what’s wrong?” An Chuxia awkwardly asks . “Why are you looking at me like that?”

Then, steward Han bellows, “Young master! I found the key!”

When he sees the open door, the steward glances around before approaching An Chuxia with concern . “Xiaonainai, are you okay? Don’t be stupid! Whatever you do, please consider my old bones!”

The butler’s words leave An Chuxia puzzled . “Stupid?”

The butler’s words leave An Chuxia puzzled . “Stupid?”

She recalls when Han Qilu was outside the door and asked her to let him in, he yelled for her not to do anything stupid . But… stupid thing… what does he mean?

“Miss Chuxia,” Mankuai says coldly, “Did you say, “I’m better off dead”?”

She rummages through her thoughts and realizes… She has just seen Han Qilu’s game character jump into a full-scale G.o.d-of-war in real life . She suddenly feels that G.o.d is unfair to people, she recklessly stated she didn’t want to live, without realizing the repercussions of those words!

She steals a glance at Han Qilu, and realizes he’s staring at her . His face looks like he’s eaten a hundred stools . [Children, if I tell you one day how many bowel movements have been eaten in this story, there would be too many to count! Puff… . ]

“You should go back . ” Han Qilu gazes into her eyes . An Chuxia thinks he is talking to her when she turns to see him looking at Mankuai .

She steals a glance at Han Qilu, and realizes he’s staring at her . His face looks like he’s eaten a hundred stools . [Children, if I tell you one day how many bowel movements have been eaten in this story, there would be too many to count! Puff… . ]

“You should go back . ” Han Qilu gazes into her eyes . An Chuxia thinks he is talking to her when she turns to see him looking at Mankuai .

“Then I’ll take my leave . Thank you for [what you did] today . ” Mankuai turns around, still beautiful despite looking desolate . An Chuxia tears up a bit .  Has she been abandoned by the abandoned? That sad… .

“Steward Han, don’t you have anything to do?” Han Qilu raises his eyes and cooly stares at the butler .

Steward Han bows his head and says, “I am going to work… . ”