A few days ago, a friend had played matchmaker for her, introducing her to several talented young men. There were scions of prominent families with illustrious backgrounds, as well as accomplished martial artists with promising futures.
But after she met them, she simply couldn't muster any interest.
Their conversation, their bearing, and even the strength they were so proud of—in her eyes, it was all lacking something.
Perhaps it was because of Shen Lie, or perhaps because of Yang Jing. After coming into contact with such legendary figures, her standards had been raised without her even realizing it.
Having witnessed the brilliance of someone like Yang Jing, who could stir up storms at such a young age, the excellence of ordinary men could hardly catch her eye anymore.
But this realization only added to her bitterness.
