A female voice echoed in MingYue's mind.
"MingYue, I know you feel this is not my place to say this, but you need to find someone to talk to about things like this.
It is not good to keep it bottled up."
"Who allowed you to peek at my emotions?
Even though you stay in my inner world, can't you give me some privacy?" MingYue complained.
FengXue could not hear MingYue's thoughts, but she could feel her mood.
"MingYue, don't blame me.
Your mood is so turbulent that I can sense it without even trying.
If this were the outside world, the sky would already be filled with dark clouds and a heavy downpour.
How could I not notice?"
"Then use an umbrella and play dumb. Can't you even do that?" MingYue cursed in her mind.
FengXue fell silent for a moment. She had only spoken because she was worried.
"Alright, I am sorry.
I will not say anything more about this.
But let me tell you one last thing.
As cultivators, we live a long time and spend most of our time cultivating.
