The Great Dream had just begun to fade, and not a word was spoken throughout the night.
By mid-morning, Yue'er was still fast asleep in bed, a blissful smile on her face.
"Yuan, should we just rest today and practice martial arts tomorrow?" Lin Yiru whispered gently, her doe eyes shining brightly.
Feeling Lin Yiru's gaze upon him, Hong Yuan subtly shifted his eyes away.
As the years passed, Master Lin Daoyan became increasingly concerned with the matrimonial prospects of his juniors. On several occasions, the elder brothers of his master indirectly probed whether he harbored romantic feelings for Lin Yiru.
But he, Hong Yuan, was a cultivator of Longevity Martial Arts.
Ultimately, it's a path difficult to walk together.
Sister Yiru, I still prefer your prideful demeanor, Hong Yuan thought.
But outwardly, he said indifferently, "That's fine. However, in half a month, I'll be participating in the True Transmission assessment. I'll need you to take extra care of Yue'er then."
