Before long, Du Youqian and Fang Hua returned to the grand hall.
Fang Hua was a step behind, though you could still almost say they were walking side by side.
But her face was an emotionless mask, devoid of any life. No one knew what Du Youqian had said to her just now.
Just as everyone thought she would storm back to her original seat, she instead followed Du Youqian to his.
She coldly said to the two stunning female disciples who had been serving Du Youqian, "Get out!"
One of them stood up and leaned toward Du Youqian with a smile. "Oh, Senior Sister Fang Hua, have you finally come to your senses? Yearning for a man?"
Before she could even touch Du Youqian, Fang Hua shoved her away. "Scram!"
The female disciple couldn't hide her embarrassment. She gave a sheepish smile. "Well, look at you, getting all serious. Senior Sister Fang Hua, if you really like him that much, I'll let you have him."
The other female disciple glared at Fang Hua, but the first one dragged her away.
