"You..."
Yu Qingyan's face turned red, somewhat embarrassed and angry, not expecting Chen Yuan to rely on his profound cultivation to play tricks on her, catching her off guard.
"Cousin."
"You... you still remember I'm your cousin?"
Seeing she couldn't break free, Yu Qingyan let out a soft snort.
"The matters of Goddess Palace must be handled; otherwise, it's impossible to win over the crowd. We can't let go of minor issues, or everyone will follow suit someday.
Moreover, with Su Qing as a friend, as long as the Goddess Palace remains loyal to me, there will naturally come a day of liberation in the future. You are calm and peaceful by nature, not fit for daily laments."
Chen Yuan's magnetic voice echoed in Yu Qingyan's ear, coupled with a faint heat, giving her goosebumps. After a moment of silence, she said:
"It's not because of that."
"If not that, then what is it?"
Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow, seeming somewhat surprised.
"Does what you say count for anything..."
