"..."
Yet, in her heart, she harbored a different notion, so the words "mutual appreciation" were enunciated with particular emphasis.
But everyone was so immersed in solemnity that they had no time to delve into the nuances of the woman's phrasing.
Wenren Pingxin's brows arched slightly. She wasn't aware that the Eastern Emperor had any connection with Su Bei, but her gaze softened with a hint of pity as she looked at him.
What would he feel if he knew that his wife's bellyband was still in Su Bei's possession...?
Although she knew this joke was inappropriately timed, the more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed...
"AHEM—"
"So that's how it is... Ninth Elder is inside, tending to Su Bei."
"..."
Ji Nanjue pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze towards Wenren Pingxin. "Elder Wenren, I have mastered a few minor techniques in a secret realm that might aid Elder Su's injuries."
"I wonder..."
