Inside Thousand Lanterns City.
Shen Yan softly uttered a string of rhythmic, melodious curse words.
Listening by his side, Chen Mu felt as if he were listening to a group of monks chanting scriptures, which even brought him a sense of exhilaration and contentment, and he couldn't help but slightly close his eyes.
After quite a while, just as Chen Mu was about to doze off comfortably in his rocking chair, Shen Yan stopped chanting.
"How is it?" Chen Mu immediately opened his eyes, excitedly looking towards Shen Yan.
"I've contemplated it carefully," Shen Yan said with a solemn expression, "It can aid in sleep!"
Chen Mu: "..."
Is that what I'm asking?!
Shen Yan, chuckling, shrugged his shoulders, "I told you, my divine fetus is in perfection, my primordial spirit is faultless and intact."
"You think you can pry into it with just a little dharma curse, that's simply impossible..."
It's not that I'm not cooperating, it's that you're not capable, haha!