C47 Jiang's Mother

Dasi fell silent, realizing he had overstepped as a monk. The memory of speaking ill of Jiang Nuan behind her back still gnawed at him. With an awkward smile, he slipped out of the lounge; he had a class to attend soon.

Jiang Nuan watched Dasi leave with a smirk. If people didn’t provoke her, she wouldn’t bother with them. Her mood had been exceptionally good today