"Are you thinking about Zhang Fei, Xian'er?" Duan Zhao approached his female disciple, who was daydreaming on a large rock.
Xian Xian turned to him and nodded. "That kid always appears and disappears like a ghost, and I've been waiting for him to come back since morning, but he still hasn't shown up."
"Haha." Duan Zhao laughed at that. "The kiss you two had previously made an impression on your heart."
"Master! Don't tease me." Xian Xian complained with a pout. "I'm old, but I've never had a lover, and I've dedicated my entire life to blacksmithing. He was the first man to kiss me, so it's hard for me to forget that."
Duan Zhao gently patted her head, like a father to his daughter. "You know that Zhang Fei has dozens of women by his side, and he loves them dearly, so you should already understand the risks if you two end up becoming a couple. Thus, you must prepare yourself to accept the situation, or he will let you go."
