"Oh!" Lou Qianxue said in a calm tone, "Thank you, but I don't need it!"
"You!!"
The young girl's face turned red. "Don't you want to be Master Meng's disciple? Are you looking down on Master Meng?"
Lou Qianxue frowned. Before she could speak…
"Huh?"
The crowd in the surroundings unhappily looked at her.
"Who's looking down on Master Meng?"
"Does she not want to be in the Refinery Union anymore?"
The young girl snorted. "Did you see? This is Master Meng's prestige in the Refinery Union! Many people in the Refinery Union and even in the Imperial city respect him. But you actually—"
"I did not look down on him." Lou Qianxue interrupted her. She looked at the attendant, who had served her earlier, as she walked over from afar. Then, she coldly said, "I'm busy. Feel free to do what you want."
