So easy to coax.
A precise evaluation drifted through Ling Wanbai’s mind as she watched the wolf cub, whose mood had shifted from cloudy to sunny in an instant, her tail wagging so fast it practically left an afterimage.
Lu Qiancha, now in a wonderful mood, soaked comfortably in the warm bath for a while longer.
She stood up with a splash and shouted at Ling Wanbai, who had already stepped out of the pool and was sitting on a small stool slowly wiping her body. “I’m leaving first. You take your time, trash fish priestess.”
After speaking, the wolf cub walked toward the wardrobe with light steps.
Circulating a bit of ling power, the water droplets clinging to her body instantly evaporated. She neatly took a set of clean new clothes from her storage bag and changed, the movements smooth and continuous.
Just as she finished tidying her collar and prepared to leave, she turned her head and saw Ling Wanbai holding a towel, focused on wiping her own wet, greyish-white big tail.
‘Washing that fast?’
Lu Qiancha muttered to herself but didn’t bother to look into it. She curled her lip and decided to ignore the grey-furred temple official, stepping toward the door.
However, just as her toes crossed the bathroom threshold —
“Little Qiancha.”
A cold, flat voice came from behind.
Lu Qiancha paused and turned back in confusion, looking at the little grey wolf who was still steaming and looked exceptionally tender and soft.
“Remember to wear your underwear,” Ling Wanbai said without a hint of emotion.
“I am wearing them, okay!” Lu Qiancha’s hair stood on end instantly, and her small face flushed red like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
“The last time was an accident! An accident, do you understand? You bad trash fish priestess, do you think I’m some kind of exhibitionist pervert?!”
Hearing her own title gain another prefix like “bad” for no reason, Ling Wanbai’s face remained expressionless.
She simply met the wolf cub’s accusatory gaze calmly and stated her logic. “I just felt that since Little Qiancha forgot once, there might be a second time. It is a reminder, just in case.”
“Grrr — !” This blatant lack of trust made Lu Qiancha let out a short, milky growl of anger. She snapped her face away and announced huffily, “Anyway, I’m wearing them! Believe it or not! Hmph!”
“Then let me test you — “
“Pink!” Lu Qiancha reacted extremely fast, blurting out the answer before Ling Wanbai could even finish.
Her small chin tilted up proudly, her blue eyes sparkling with a bit of smugness that said, ‘See, I knew you were going to ask. You’re stumped now, aren’t you?’
“… Really?” Ling Wanbai tilted her head. Her grey eyes showed a perfectly timed hint of doubt, and her follow-up question was airy.
“If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you!” Provoked by that doubtful gaze, Lu Qiancha blurted out the words impulsively. Her small hands even subconsciously reached for her skirt.
‘You stupid little wolf, don’t fall for it. This little perverted wolf is just trying to take advantage of you.’
At this critical moment, the voice of the Demonic Sword Remnant Heart exploded in her mind like a thunderclap, full of frustration and a bit of irritation.
“Eh … ?!” Lu Qiancha felt like she had been struck by lightning, freezing instantly.
Her little brain worked quickly, thinking over Canxin’s words. Soon, she reached a conclusion — Canxin was right. The trash fish priestess was indeed a big pervert.
“Perverted priestess!” Lu Qiancha quickly let go of her skirt and pointed a small finger at Ling Wanbai. A slight red cloud appeared on her tender cheeks as she pouted. “Anyway, I’m wearing them. Believe it or not.”
Ling Wanbai was clearly taken aback. Her mouth opened slightly, and a trace of unmistakable surprise flashed deep within her grey eyes.
‘She … didn’t fall for it?’
Looking at the “vigilant” wolf cub before her, a rare sense of confusion rose in her heart. ‘Could it be that Little Qiancha … suddenly became smart?’
A moment later, Ling Wanbai immediately regained her calm, unruffled expression. Her voice was flat but carried a sense of certainty. “We are both girls. How can you talk about taking advantage?”
“Um …” Lu Qiancha was stunned by the question. She subconsciously put a finger in her mouth, her small brows furrowing slightly, her blue eyes filled with uncertain confusion.
She had only been a girl for a short time. But between girls, it should be like that … right?
She hesitated, her voice as soft as a mosquito. “Is … is that right?”
“Yes.” Ling Wanbai nodded decisively, then threw out even more impactful evidence. “If you wanted to see mine, I would show you without hesitation.”
“Who—who would want to see yours!” Lu Qiancha’s cheeks burned as if she had been scorched. She snapped her head away, her voice tinged with shame and annoyance. “I’m not a pervert.”
“Besides, we’ve already been honest with each other before,” Ling Wanbai pressed her advantage, tilting her head slightly.
Her grey eyes sparkled with a guiding light as she began to analyze the situation rationally. “Right now, it’s just confirming a small matter like whether you’re wearing underwear. Why not?”
She paused and lowered her voice, acting as if she were concerned for the other. “Besides, I just want to confirm Little Qiancha is really wearing them to prevent those bad people outside from taking advantage of you.”
Lu Qiancha kept her finger in her mouth. The look of struggle on her small face gradually faded, replaced by an ignorant, persuaded expression.
“That … seems to make a bit of sense.”
She thought for a moment. The logical chain seemed perfectly closed by the other party. In the end, she could only nod weakly and agree in a small voice.
‘Sophistry.’
Canxin’s mouth twitched. She extended her Divine Sense to look at her “little master.”
As expected, the girl had been completely tricked.
“So, Little Qiancha,” Ling Wanbai stepped forward, hugging Lu Qiancha’s arm, and asked softly, “just let me confirm so I can be at ease, okay?”
“Wha — !”
Lu Qiancha felt the warm, delicate touch on her arm become incredibly clear, as if an electric current were passing through, making her scalp tingle.
The wolf cub was like a startled rabbit, leaping a big step backward. Her small face turned red instantly, even the tips of her ears flushing pink.
Her voice was both shy and urgent, tinged with exasperation. “You—you should put on your clothes first. Why are you … why are you leaning so close?!”
At this moment, Ling Wanbai was only casually draped in a thin bathrobe, its belt loose and the collar slightly open.
A few strands of her wet, silver-grey long hair clung to the side of her neck, adding to her lazy appearance.
Instead of backing away, she acted as if she had not heard Lu Qiancha’s protest. She even leaned forward slightly, her calm grey eyes looking directly into Lu Qiancha’s panicked ones.
“Little Qiancha …” Her voice was still cold, but she deliberately slowed it down, the end of her sentence carrying a hint of dejection, as if she were hurt.
“Are you repulsed by me? Just now, when we were bathing together, Little Qiancha seemed quite happy.”
“I—I’m not really repulsed …” Lu Qiancha’s voice was barely a whisper. Her small head hung low, almost buried in her chest, the tips of her pink ears turning blood-red. “It’s—it’s just that you’re too close. It’s a bit embarrassing …”