Chen Baojia, on the other hand, was so overwheld by anger that her fingers trembled. She persistently pointed at Qiao Mu for an extended period, but ultimately succumbed to the intensity of her emotions, collapsing to the ground with a loud thud. A trickle of blood erged from her nose, a visible consequence of her fit of rage.
Observing this scene, the composed Qiao Mu shook her head. "The internal fla is potent; thus, it is crucial to regulate one's emotions. As the ancients wisely noted, concealing emotions on one's face is not re exaggeration; it serves a purpose in maintaining well-being."
"In interactions with others, one must avoid arrogance, impatience, and anger, as they can severely impact one's health," the stoic figure stated impassively. "Maintaining indifference in all actions is essential. Personally, I adopt an indifferent deanor—whether in my everyday activities or when angered. Indifference in every aspect of life contributes to a long and healthy existence."
"Hahahahahahaha!" Suddenly, Qi Xuanxuan burst into uncontrollable laughter, squatting to the side and slapping her thigh in amusent.
Her laughter triggered a cascade of hilarity among those present, creating a scene of joyous disorder.
The stoic facade Qiao Mu displayed proved too comical for Qi Xuanxuan to resist mimicking. She exaggeratedly imitated the indifference, the impassive facial expressions, and the overall lack of emotion. The mimicry reached a point of such indifference that… well, it was just too much.
Coincidentally, Mo Lian, Duan Yue, and Feng Chen returned at that mont. Seeing everyone laughing uproariously, they couldn't help but feel perplexed.
Lady Qiaoqiao, standing alone with her expressionless face, wore a look of bewildernt.
It was utterly absurd!
Qiao Mu had been imparting valuable dical knowledge and advising Miss Chen on the detrintal effects of constant anger, particularly for won.
Why, then, were they all reacting with excessive amusent?
"What's so amusing about that?" Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao wondered aloud, expressing her complete lack of comprehension regarding others' logical reasoning.
Mo Lian observed his wife, Xiaoxiao, standing alone, watching everyone with an expressionless deanor. She seed out of sync with the laughter and rrint around her.
His mouth twitched involuntarily, and he hastened to walk over, gently pulling the petite figure aside. "What's the matter?"
His inquiry bore a question mark on his face, his way of seeking an explanation.
Xiaoxiao clearly failed to comprehend the source of everyone's laughter!
"The pursuit of dicine is not a subject for jest! They're all grinning foolishly, grinning foolishly, with no understanding of the seriousness of it!" Xiaoxiao flicked her sleeve in annoyance and turned to leave in a huff.
Duan Yue couldn't help but feel exasperated. Scanning the scene, he grabbed Little Fatty and inquired, "What happened?"
Little Fatty, still catching his breath from laughter, suppressed his grin and narrated the incident. He concluded, "Qiaoqiao ntioned that Miss Chen was burning with anger. Little did she know that Miss Chen was angry because of her."
"She even instructed others on the virtue of indifference." Qi Xuanxuan squatted on the ground with a sly grin. "Just mimic her."
"Hahaha, I can't stop laughing. Let keep grinning for a bit longer."
Feng Chen chuckled, saying, "I adore it when my Qiaoqiao riles people up. I'll check on my Qiaoqiao. She's so adorable…"
Mo Lian rolled his eyes but didn't follow suit. Instead, he approached the Holy Son, whose eyebrows were still twitching, and suggested, "It might be more prudent for us to depart at dawn tomorrow."
The Holy Son, still in a daze from the little stoic's indifference, nodded with an emotionless response.
"Judging by the looks of it, the weather tomorrow doesn't seem promising," Mo Lian remarked. "The initial stretch of the journey involves low-lying valleys, with steep slopes on both sides. The rocky mountains are piled with a significant amount of soil."
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