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fifth day.

Chu Chenmu kept a close eye on Luo Suichen and noticed that the redness on his body was beginning to fade, a sign that the power of the Blood Spirit Herb was about to be exhausted. Without the counteracting effect of the Blood Spirit Herb, it was time for Luo Suichen to go ashore.

Chu Chenmu opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak. He had just lost his temper and punished his little disciple by making him kneel in the cold pool for five days, and then casually called him up without a word of apology. Wasn't that crazy?

However, time did not allow him to hesitate any longer. Chu Chenmu pursed his lips, cleared his throat, and said softly, "You... come up."

For the first time in five days, Luo Suichen, who had been kneeling upright in the Xuanbing Pool, opened his eyes. Looking at the water that had reached his chest, he tilted his head but did not get up.

Forty-nine hours.

Has his good master finally deigned to let him go ashore?

Luo Suichen narrowed his eyes, his gaze icy cold.

Chu Chenmu thought his voice was too soft and the other person hadn't heard him, so he quickly raised his voice and shouted again.

Luo Suichen chuckled. This was the real Chu Chenmu. His desire for control was so strong that he had no say in whether someone came down or went up.

If I don't take any action, will they whip me up again?

He tried to move his body. He had been kneeling for several days, and his legs were almost numb. Every movement felt like being pricked by countless needles. His wet and heavy clothes clung to his body, colder than being in water, but he didn't even frown and stood straight.

Through the mist, Chu Chenmu could vaguely see a tall figure walking towards him. As the figure drew closer, Chu Chenmu was able to see Luo Suichen's face clearly. He was staring at him expressionlessly, as if he were a stranger.

Luo Suichen also saw Chu Chenmu's appearance clearly: pale face, cracked lips, and helpless eyes. His brows were covered in ice crystals, making him look more like someone who had been soaking in the Xuanbing Pool for five days than Luo Suichen himself.

He stepped aside, dodging Chu Chenmu's outstretched hand holding a cloak.

Pretentious attitude.

After walking a few more steps, when the distance between him and Chu Chenmu was several feet, he turned around and said in a nonchalant tone, "Thank you, Master. However, I am still wet. If I were to dare to soil your clothes, wouldn't I be guilty of a capital offense?"

"I'm going to change my clothes. Please excuse me for a moment, Master... Oh, no, Master, may I go change my clothes now?"

Chu Chenmu awkwardly withdrew his hand. "Go ahead."

Upon hearing this, Luo Suichen turned and left.

"Be careful of catching a cold."

Luo Suichen stopped in his tracks after hearing this, but instead of turning around, he turned his head halfway away. "Master is overthinking it. I've been reflecting on my actions in there for five days and I'm already used to it."

Judging from his tone, Chu Chenmu felt that the male lead was about to be driven mad by her... However, the fact that he could still express his anger meant that things hadn't reached an irreconcilable point yet, which was better than silently hating him from the beginning.

Chu Chenmu straightened his cloak and set it aside, finding joy even in hardship.

Luo Suichen changed his clothes and looked around; Yan Jian'an was nowhere to be seen. Chu Chenmu, whose tense state had eased, had only just noticed. But that was all he noticed; he had no time to ponder how a mere early-stage Golden Core cultivator could be walking on the main peak, nor did he notice when he had vanished.

Hearing a sound behind him, Chu Chenmu knew that Luo Suichen had changed his clothes and come out. He nervously rubbed his fingers together, let out a soft breath, turned around, and met Luo Suichen's eyes.

"Would you like something to eat?"

"What I want to eat is not important, as long as Master is happy with the arrangement."

Chu Chenmu bit his tongue, thinking, "You always bring up things you don't want to talk about."

He then pointed to the cloak beside him, "Put this on, you'll be cold." The temperature here was so low, he was freezing.

"Is this Master's order?"

"Uh...no."

“I’m not cold, and…” Luo Suichen paused for a moment, clearly seeing Chu Chenmu’s face grow paler after he finished speaking.

Looking at Chu Chenmu, who was almost an old man with white hair, Luo Suichen clenched his fists, cursing himself for being so weak, but still added, "Moreover, I think Master needs this cloak more than I do."

He clearly possessed an ice-elemental root and was a Nascent Soul stage expert, so how did he end up in this state? It's truly pathetic.

Or did she think that by casually staging a self-inflicted injury, she would forgive him?

Impossible.