Lu Wuming wasn't entirely sure if Liu Buli would actually go through with it.
Based on his understanding of his master, no matter what happened, his master should have doted on him.
Therefore, Liu Buli shouldn't have the heart to kick him out of the room naked.
Of course, this was under normal circumstances.
In their current situation, Liu Buli was clearly furious. Lu Wuming really couldn't guess what he might do if he didn't behave.
So, for his own safety and so that Liu Buli wouldn't regret it later, Lu Wuming obediently put on his clothes and left the room, looking back at Liu Buli repeatedly. As he was about to close the door, he couldn't help but add, "Master, if you need anything, just call me. I'll leave a wisp of my spiritual sense in the room, and you..."
Before Lu Wuming could finish speaking, a pillow was thrown directly at him.
He quickly used his spiritual energy to catch the pillow, obediently returned it to Liu Buli's side, and instantly sent a wisp of his spiritual sense to accompany his master. After confirming that his master was lying comfortably and not moving, Lu Wuming pouted and pitifully walked out of the room.
Knowing that if he lingered at the door, Liu Buli would definitely be upset and unhappy. So, Lu Wuming obediently asked for a room for himself. Fortunately, the inn had plenty of rooms, so he stayed next to Liu Buli. He pressed his ear against the wall to listen for any movement from across the hall. Once he confirmed there was no unusual activity, Lu Wuming lay down on the bed in his own room.
After settling down, he reached into his embrace and took out the fox tail he had casually brought out while packing. It seemed to still carry his master's warmth. Just looking at it, he could recall the image of his master wearing it.
A flicker of desire entered his eyes again, and Lu Wuming clenched the tail in his hand.
He knew that if he hadn't taken it, the first thing Liu Buli would do upon regaining his senses would be to destroy it.
Lu Wuming absolutely would not let that happen.
A smile played on his lips as he hid the tail back into his Qiankun Bag. Lu Wuming decided that from today onwards, he would carry this item with him at all times. This way, not only would it prevent Liu Buli from destroying it, but he could also use it whenever he pleased. It was perfect.
With these thoughts, Lu Wuming closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The "activities" with his master were indeed very beneficial. For instance, this time, he slept soundly and sweetly, feeling incredibly comfortable.
However, Lu Wuming soon realized something was wrong.
On the first day his master kicked him out of the room, he still thought that his master was just angry, and even kicking him out was reasonable. Once his master's anger subsided, he would surely let him back in, so he wasn't nervous or worried at all.
But by the third day, when Liu Buli still refused to let him enter the room, Lu Wuming finally started to panic.
Every day, the food he brought to his master was eaten, and the plates were placed outside the door, giving him an opportunity to take them away.
This at least proved that his master's health was good, and he didn't need to worry too much about that aspect. But beyond that, he didn't even have a chance to communicate with Liu Buli. His master seemed determined not to see him, which made Lu Wuming extremely anxious.
However, despite his inner turmoil, Lu Wuming still understood one principle—
If he stayed put obediently, his master would eventually calm down. When his master was in a better mood, he would naturally come out to see him. Before that, if he disobeyed and actively sought out his master, making his master even more unhappy, then any other actions he planned would be virtually impossible.
For his own future benefit, Lu Wuming quietly waited for another two days.
It wasn't until the morning of the sixth day, when he brought breakfast to Liu Buli's door, that he gently knocked. There was still no response from inside the room.
As usual, Lu Wuming would open the door, place the tray inside, and then obediently return to his own room.
But this time, after pushing the door open a little, Lu Wuming walked in directly with the tray. The sound of footsteps coming from inside the room startled Liu Buli, who was sitting by the window studying elixirs.
When he turned around and saw Lu Wuming entering, he immediately felt like he had been caught red-handed doing something wrong. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and said to Lu Wuming, "What are you doing? I didn't tell you to come in. Have you gotten bold now? Are you daring to disobey me and come into the room on your own?"
With a calm expression, Lu Wuming placed the tray in front of Liu Buli and gently shook his head. He said, "Master, Wuming is of course still very obedient. If you truly don't want to see Wuming, then Wuming can go to a place where you can't see him and stay there obediently. But isn't Wuming worried that Master misses me too much? If you miss me and I'm not by your side, that would be the greatest sin."
Hearing him say this, Liu Buli couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
This brat was indeed becoming more eloquent.
However, what he said wasn't entirely wrong, because he had indeed missed this rascal during these past few days.
It was just that thinking about what this fellow had done before made Liu Buli's anger flare up. He was simply angry with him, so he couldn't bring himself to ask the other party to return. Now that Lu Wuming had returned on his own initiative, it didn't seem like a bad thing for him.
He thought this in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. Liu Buli knew very well that if he dared to say a single word about missing him, the other party's tail would surely wag all the way to the heavens.
So, he cleared his throat and changed the subject. "I've rested enough for the past couple of days. How are you? If you're alright, we'll set off for Kunlun."