Chapter 3530 — The Wrong Person
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Click—Xue Li flicked on the lamp by the bed. She was about to strike when she saw that the person standing across from her was actually Wei Zhao! And Wei Zhao was completely naked, wearing nothing at all. Xue Li was struck dumb, gave a cry of shock, and hurriedly clapped both hands over her eyes, beside herself with rage: "Wei Zhao, you're shameless!"
Had it been anyone else, Xue Li would have struck at once to take their life. But the man before her was Wei Zhao, and she knew well enough that she was no match for him, so she only glared at him without lifting a hand.
Yet as she covered her eyes, it dawned on her with a jolt that she too was wearing nothing—so by turning on the light, hadn't she exposed herself completely?
Xue Li lowered her hands from her eyes, meaning to cover herself, but the more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt! She was nearly thirty this year, yet she still had the heart of a young girl—after all, she had grown up within an ancient sect and had no contact with the outside world. Her only knowledge of it came from books.
So to have been seen all over by Wei Zhao, and touched as well—she felt utterly wronged. Why was her luck so bad?
Xue Li plopped down on the bed, hugged her knees to her chest, curled into a ball, and began to sob. That, in turn, left Wei Zhao somewhat at a loss!
He had had no idea that the person in this room was Xue Li; had he known, he would never have been so reckless. But now that trouble had arisen, there was nothing for it. He had expected Xue Li to beat him, and he had been prepared to take the blows without hitting back and the scolding without talking back—after all, the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art could heal him, no matter how badly he was hurt!
But now Xue Li neither struck nor scolded—she simply wept, and Wei Zhao truly did not know how to respond. He could only brace himself and say: "Xue Li, I'm sorry, this is a misunderstanding. I thought the person in the room was Tang Zhi..."
Xue Li paid him no heed and went on sobbing. Wei Zhao sighed helplessly, sat down beside her, and watched her quietly.
Wei Zhao did not know how old Xue Li really was—why was she acting like a child? From appearances alone, she should be only in her early twenties; she must have broken through to the heaven tier in her twenties, after which her looks had frozen forever.
So she could be in her twenties, or she could be eighty or a hundred and more. Wei Zhao waited until her weeping had quieted a little, then went on: "Xue Li, don't cry. We're both adults, and top-tier experts at that—you shouldn't take this too much to heart... our goal is to reach Cloud Terrace Island..."
"Don't you know that men and women should keep their distance?" Xue Li raised her head and glared at Wei Zhao. "Tell me, what's to be done about this?"
"I... I go back now, and we act as if nothing ever happened—would that do?" Wei Zhao asked. In truth, had she been an ordinary modern woman, Wei Zhao's suggestion would very likely have been accepted—after all, neither of them had really lost anything.
At most, she would have Wei Zhao compensate her with something or other.