Damn it, he had misspoken again.
Although clumsy with words, the girl in front of him had always been perceptive.
After his words, silence fell for a moment, leaving only the breeze to circle around the beams.
She looked at him, her tone somewhat unfriendly:
"Xu Yuan, what do you mean? Do you think I'm just dangling carrots in front of you?"
Xu Yuan stood his ground, his expression solemn:
"No, don't think like that, how could I possibly."
While speaking,
he suddenly let out a light laugh: "The main thing is your master, you know, what if he confiscates this ghost blade, then it wouldn't..."
"She doesn't know about this."
Tianyan's young face was still somewhat angry as she coldly glanced at the man before her: "I didn't mention much about what happened in the Illusionary Realm to her, I just simply told her about you and me."
"..."
Xu Yuan rose from the meditation cushion, walked around the tea tray, and sat down beside the girl, his cheek drawing slightly closer:
