The next day, Xu Xuan and Jiang Li also came out of seclusion.
"When did you two enter seclusion?"
Zhou Li stretched his neck and asked like an idiot: "Ah?"
Black Cat was somewhat speechless. She jumped onto Zhou Li's shoulder and bumped his head with her tiny head, angrily saying, "I've been in closed-door cultivation for a month! The Great Immortal has been repairing for a month too! You didn't pay any attention to us at all!"
"····"
After a brief silence, Zhou Li laughed it off, "In this one month, I was insulted by myself for twenty-three years and also died over seven thousand eight hundred times."
Xu Xuan fell silent.
"I'm sorry."
She said sincerely, "It was thoughtless of me."
If it had been any other situation, Xu Xuan might have just let it slide. But upon hearing that Zhou Li had been insulted by himself for twenty-three years, Xu Xuan truly felt sorry for him from the bottom of her heart.
What a severe psychological trauma it must have been.
