"The trouble is resolved."
Pei Wanyu, in a deep purple dress, crossed her arms and, with a playful expression, said, "Your disciple sometimes looks just like those men fawning over the oiran, drooling foolishly."
"Don't you also..."
Xiao Yinruo instinctively wanted to retort about how her friend was also drooling over Jin'an in Huangyu Palace.
But after thinking about it, she suppressed the comment, not wanting to seem like she was preoccupied with those scenes.
"What about me?" Pei Wanyu tilted her head, looking at her.
Xiao Yinruo swallowed, "Nanzhi likes him, admires him, isn't that normal?"
"True." Pei Wanyu withdrew her gaze, "My disciple is so impressive and outstanding, right?"
Xiao Yinruo didn't respond—there are so many cultivators in the world, and many are impressive, not just Lu Jin'an. It was simply because he was called 'Lu Jin'an' that her friend and Nanzhi thought he was impressive.
