"It's too impersonal between us to say this. Alright, you go ahead and get busy! Next time, if it's not particularly important, don't waste your spiritual power."
Jian Mingyin deliberately put on a stern face as she finished speaking, then turned her head and slowly faded away.
But Yang Yan obviously noticed that her shoulders were slightly trembling, as if she was crying...
Yang Yan looked at the completely vanished light screen, his hand grasping the black square lightly shaking his head, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
He's certainly aware of Jian Mingyin's feelings for him.
No matter what her intentions are, Yang Yan can feel that she is genuine towards him.
Everyone has their own difficulties, no matter what her plans might be, even if it might cause him harm, Yang Yan wouldn't truly blame her.
However, he's also determined that if he has the opportunity to meet her next time, he must find a way to ask clearly.
Perhaps he can solve her problem.
