Gu Wen lit a candle, and the dim yellow light illuminated the room. The girl was dressed in a martial outfit, wrapped in a hemp cloak, with a Ring-Headed Sword hanging from her waist, resembling a wanderer from the martial world.
An odor of sweat still lingered on her, causing him to involuntarily step back. The girl immediately bristled, baring her teeth and saying, "You dare to find fault with me? Back in the Immortal Land days, you didn't shun my saliva."
"In the outside world, I could be as fragrant as roasted pig's trotters."
"Now, it's like I've just crawled out of a pigsty."
Chi Yu Zi said with a forced smile, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up."
Gu Wen replied indifferently, "You can't beat me, Venerable. When you see a Saint, you'd better kneel respectfully."
Some memories began to surface in his mind, this time not as foreign, but still exceedingly sparse.
