"Of course, it's..."
Zhao Linger broke off her speech, fully aware that trouble came from loose lips and dared not to complete her sentence.
Although, in her heart, she believed her Zhao Family's identity was definitely more important, their Zhao family was nonetheless just a minor family surviving by clinging to the Shushan Sect.
To ensure that no highly skilled cultivator overheard, Zhao Linger said with some frustration, "Of course, the identity of an outer disciples of Shushan is more important..."
"Then that settles it, Second Miss. You called me in such a hurry, surely you're not worried that Mo Cai'er has taken a fancy to me?"
"After thinking it over, you're worrying so much just because you fear I can't establish my foundation, aren't you?"
"But if Mo Cai'er takes a fancy to me, then not only the foundation, I guess even reaching the Golden Core Stage would be no issue, right?!"
"If that's the case, why are you stopping me?"
"Unless, Second Miss, you... like me?!"
