The hem of Yun Qian's pale yellow skirt swayed with the small boat. She thought, although her identity was special, once she entered the mortal world, if she was viewed as an ordinary cultivator...
When she became the fish wanting to leap over the dragon gate, the only one who might knock her down from the clouds, the heavens, or the Star Sea... would be the man beside her.
Now, he should be called a young man.
After all, with some memories stirred, Yun Qian knew that no matter what he wanted to do to her, she would not resist.
Therefore, his system was really good at choosing people.
However... Xu Chang'an naturally couldn't bear to hit her with the oar, so Yun Qian wasn't sure whether she felt disappointed or something else.
...
"What danger is the lady speaking of?" Xu Chang'an asked after hearing, shaking his head. Miss Yun's thoughts jumped around; he had long been used to it.
