The bodyguard beside him noticeably twitched the corner of his mouth, trying but failing to suppress a smile.
Duan Lao's handsome face darkened.
She was only telling the blatant truth, but modern people didn't like to hear it.
Qu Tan'er shrugged her shoulders, closed her eyes, and a faint smile played on her lips, "I really miss the scent of this place..." How many years had it been? She seemed unable to recall clearly.
Whether it was Dongyue Country or Xuanling, neither place ever felt truly like home to her.
Suddenly, she remembered her mom and dad, and her expression stiffened.
Family...
"What's wrong?" Duan Lao asked, puzzled.
"Nothing, my name is Qu Tan'er. Your name is Duan Lao?" Qu Tan'er asked.
"Yes. Where are you from?" Duan Lao asked.
