Lü Qingcheng grew impatient with her elder brother's words. Surely, as her brother, he should be supporting her for fancying a man who was somewhat suitable for her, right? Why was he warning her instead?
It was as if he was a false brother. The only thing lacking about Ling Tianyu was his family background; if his background wasn't lacking, he would have been perfect.
That Duan Yanran was just an ordinary woman, unlike her, a cultivator who lived longer and could accompany him forever. Duan Yanran would eventually age and lose her beauty, and by then it would remain to be seen if Ling Tianyu would still like her.
Lü Qingcheng had her own ideas and thought it was worth a try.
