NOVEL Guide to Failing as a Full-Level Green Tea Chapter 155.2 - The Taste of Youthful Ignorance

Guide to Failing as a Full-Level Green Tea

Chapter 155.2 - The Taste of Youthful Ignorance
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Shen Roujia spoke calmly, “Wu Yue, Yong Gui has been waiting outside for days. Why don’t you want to see him?”

Wu Yue became more guarded. “Not wanting to see him—how is that any of your business?”

Shen Roujia shook her head in exasperation. “Yong Gui has developed feelings for you, and he’s ventured into the secular world because of you. What are you afraid of? You’ve already taken so many risks to reach this point. It would be better for both of you to be honest with each other. That way, there would be no regrets.”

Wu Yue blinked in surprise, momentarily taken aback by Shen Roujia’s lecture. “Wait, Tao Hua, why does it sound like someone’s about to die? What regrets? Yong Gui and I will meet again.”

Shen Roujia turned to Tao Hua, “Didn’t you say she…”

Wu Yue burst out laughing. “When I was young and reckless, the backlash left me with this silver hair. But I’ll probably still live for a few more years. Once I’ve recovered enough, I plan to retire from the martial world.”

Shen Roujia was taken in by her light-hearted tone and felt a bit relieved. “Ah? So that’s it. I thought you both were about to give up.”

Wu Yue suddenly leaned in, bringing with her a faint scent of herbs. “Master, from your voice, I’d bet you’ve never experienced what this feels like, have you?”

Shen Roujia took two steps back. “What do you mean, ‘Master’?”

Wu Yue’s smile grew even brighter. Her slightly bluish eyes sparkled, and her snow-white skin, paired with her silver hair, gave her an almost otherworldly beauty.

“When you’re young, you don’t understand the taste of love. That young monk hasn’t figured it out yet. How could I possibly leave?”

Shen Roujia glanced down and noticed the bell swaying at Wu Yue’s waist, though it made no sound.

“You’re already the young leader. Why do you insist on dragging him into this? If he were to make a name for himself in Buddhism, his name would go down in history.”

Wu Yue stared blankly at Shen Roujia for a moment, then lightly raised her hand as if to lift Shen Roujia’s veil.

Shen Roujia narrowly avoided her. “Wu Yue, how can the secular world possibly accommodate you?”

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