“Marry me.” And here we go again.

You looked up—at him—only to find that same vacant expression on his face. He is doing it again.

The scattered disciples around you didn’t even have the energy to stare in shock and cough up blood ; they were too busy grumbling and dying from exhaustion. Or maybe they had just gotten used to Cheong Myeong's ridiculous pranks on you.

At first, you could never tell if he was serious or just joking, thanks to that damn poker face of his. But over time, you developed a firm belief : he was simply mocking you whenever he remembered to do so.

The most astonishing part was his choice of timing—it was always the worst possible moment, as if he did it on purpose. Like now. Here you were, sprawled out on the training ground, drenched in sweat and gasping for air. What next ? Would he propose to you at a meeting of the Heavenly Comrade Alliance's sect leaders ?

The problem was that you couldn’t see what Cheong Myeong saw through his eyes.

No matter if you were at your best or your worst, he still thought he could take you. Oh, and when his gaze met your dark eyes, something strange happens to his guts.

“You look pathetic.”

Cheong Myeong rested his cheek lazily on his palm as he crouched in front of you. When that infuriating smirk appeared on his face, a vein twitched on your forehead. That bastard... he was mocking you again.

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