The sudden nonsense from his little wife made Song Wei find it amusing.
Seeing this, Wen Wan reached out and pushed him, "Don't laugh, just tell me, if I really become a freak in the eyes of others, or if I'm about to be punished by Heaven, would you still want me?"
Song Wei suppressed his slight smile and looked at her with a more serious gaze, "Then I'll accompany you to be punished by Heaven together."
Hearing such words from Song Wei, Wen Wan felt it more touching than any vow of eternal love. She tilted her chin up, "You said it, no take-backs!"
"Yes, I said it."
Wen Wan sniffed, gathered her courage, and stepped inside.
Master Xu Yun was sitting cross-legged, draped in a monk's robe, his eyebrows and beard were gray.
Upon hearing the noise, Master Xu Yun opened his eyes, his gaze first falling on Wen Wan.
Wen Wan didn't dare to meet his eyes and looked elsewhere, her ears pricked up so as not to miss any of the master's words.
