Lu Bu Wang did not fancy She Huan, ever since We Shu had delivered the Eight Diagrams from the Three Pure Peaks to the Lingxiao Sword Sect, she held no favor for the seductress who was trying to allure their beloved disciple.
It wasn't exactly aversion, but her cold distant attitude was obvious to the naked eye.
Seeing She Huan step back forlornly, Bai Jin frowned, her heart aching for her, and defended She Huan, "Master, Mis. She is graceful and capable. She manages everything in and out of the Feather Gate. Without her help, relying solely on this disciple would inevitably divide my attention and deprive me of the time for quiet cultivation."
She Huan: "...."
Blame her wavering stance, this old woman has once again become a sympathetic elder sister.
Foolish girl, why are you speaking for her?
Lu Bu Wang glanced at Bai Jin, this child was practicing all the time, and she was under too much pressure, it made her a little naive.
