Chu Xuan couldn't help but feel like spitting blood after hearing the whole story. Actually, this was his own fault.
If he hadn't mentioned the "Hehuan Sect" to Xiao Yue in the first place, or if he had cleared up her misunderstanding about him earlier, this mess wouldn't have happened today.
He totally underestimated the power of those three words—"Hehuan Sect"—to teenagers with wild imaginations, it's such a forbidden and exciting topic.
They naturally have a significant interest in discussing and spreading such topics; if it were some "Yellow Sand Sect" or "Black River Sect," it wouldn't have caused such a ruckus.
At this moment, Jiang Yiyi, who had been eavesdropping, couldn't hide her shock and covered her mouth with her hands, "Are you really from the Hehuan Sect? I thought it was fake."
Chu Xuan couldn't be bothered with her and just said to Xiao Yue, "Since you didn't do it on purpose, let's drop it. After all, I can't shirk the responsibility either."
