Qiu Rong Wanxue tilted her head in thought. After a moment, her expression changed as she said, "Jian Xuan... isn't that the heir of Mingdu Marsh? I heard he was an incredible genius. He actually became a monk?"
"It should be him." Li Qiye chuckled. "Monk Dazhi ran outside Feihuai Village to build Dazhi Temple and become a monk. I'm afraid it wasn't just to probe the mysteries of Feihuai Village, but also to hide from someone."
Thinking of what Monk Dazhi had said, Qiu Rong Wanxue couldn't help but look at Li Qiye. "Do you have a fiancée?"
"What, are you jealous?" Li Qiye leisurely gazed at the mature and captivating woman before him and said with a smile.
Qiu Rong Wanxue was both annoyed and angry. She shot him a glance and said irritably, "Don't you think you're a little too narcissistic? As if I would ever like you. Besides, you should be worrying about your own fiancée getting jealous!"
