You Siqi’s expression was priceless.
Searching his memory, this seemed to be the first time Liu Buli had actively sought him out to discuss something.
And for the first time, they were discussing something like this?
Did Liu Buli actually think he was experienced in such matters?
Looking at Liu Buli’s expectant face, You Siqi fell silent for a moment. He slowly said, "I write normal novels. Content like what you're asking about isn't allowed on the website. Why would you think I'd know anything about it?"
Liu Buli immediately lost his expectant look.
Pursing his lips, he spat out two words decisively: "Useless."
You Siqi: ...
Discarding the donkey after it has served its purpose! Killing the dog after it has caught the rabbit!
How could this person be like this!?
There was much anger and much frustration in his heart, but considering the difference in their martial prowess, You Siqi decided to feign selective deafness. He would pretend he hadn't heard Liu Buli at all. Let him say whatever he wanted; he would accept being called useless.
Lowering his head, You Siqi rubbed his cheeks and decided to change the subject. He said, "But speaking of which, why are you asking me this? That day, Lu Wuming’s state – did something happen between you two after he took you away?"
Liu Buli shook his head, then pondered for a moment before nodding. "It wasn't that nothing happened, but it didn't get to that point. Lu Wuming still had his reason. And as long as I didn't agree to something, he wouldn't force it. So, it was just some talking, nothing else."
You Siqi suddenly understood.
Then he raised his hand to stop him. "Forget the details. I don't want to hear them. I'm straight. Deal with your own matters yourselves, and don't let me know."
Liu Buli scoffed, "What's wrong? Are you afraid you'll be jealous if you know? No need to be jealous. Shen Muzhi is right beside you, you can try too."
You Siqi pouted. "Stop joking. I'm someone who's going home. He still needs to continue his lineage. There's absolutely no way for us to be together."
Liu Buli rolled his eyes. "Have you forgotten that I'm your loyal reader? Shen Muzhi has a younger brother, that's written in the novel. The matter of continuing the lineage can be left to his brother. Besides, whether you can actually go back is still uncertain. If you can never return, then with this century of time, it's not bad to enjoy yourself and find someone to spend your life with."
At this point, Liu Buli stood up, walking towards the door, and smiled as he concluded. He said, "Accept what comes and make peace with it. Life is short, so seize the day. That's the only way to truly live."
As his words fell, he had already reached the door.
Pushing it open, he found someone standing outside, reeking of blood, like a demon crawled straight out of hell.
Completely different from his usual gentle and refined demeanor.
Liu Buli raised an eyebrow and looked into Shen Muzhi's somewhat forlorn eyes. He chuckled and said, "Physician Shen is quite quick. When you returned, you weren't seen by anyone else, were you?"
Shen Muzhi shook his head.
Stepping back into the courtyard, he said, "I just suddenly realized that I'm not as strong as I thought. I had told myself to punish evil and promote good, and that no matter who the villain was, I would show no mercy. But in the end, when I had to act, I still felt a pang of sadness. After all, they were my master and my fellow disciples. They taught me for so many years, and yet I ended up killing them. Daoist Liu, do you think I'm actually a wicked person?"
"Is good and evil important?" Liu Buli countered.
Shen Muzhi froze, unsure how to answer for a moment.
Liu Buli, however, smiled and said, "Physician Shen, sometimes I find you very carefree, and sometimes I feel you get caught up in trivialities. You're like the character in a novel. You're too fixated on the distinction between good and evil. But in my opinion, there's no need for that. So-called good and evil are relative. Instead of pursuing that, it's better to protect what you deem important. That's enough."
Having said that, he nodded and reminded him, "After you change your clothes, burn them. The smell of blood is too strong, and I'm afraid someone with ill intentions might notice."
Shen Muzhi nodded.
Seeing Liu Buli walk to the door, Shen Muzhi couldn't help but ask again, "Daoist Liu, according to you, if Lu Wuming did something wicked, would you..."
"That premise of yours is wrong," Liu Buli turned back with a smile, a brilliant smile. He said, "Lu Wuming would never act alone to do anything wicked. If he did, it would absolutely be with me. I promised him I would never let him be alone again. I will keep my promise; that is the meaning of my existence."