Ran Qingmo silently sat beside him, took down the screen, and gazed into the pitch-black forest with her ethereal beautiful eyes, murmuring:
"Xu Yuan...."
"Hmm?" Xu Yuan replied with a hint of weariness, without opening his eyes.
Ran Qingmo murmured:
"Your sister is actually quite nice."
Xu Yuan said softly:
"How so?"
Ran Qingmo thought for a moment, then said softly:
"I had heard of her reputation during my travels, and before I descended the mountain, my master said I should learn from her."
Hearing this, Xu Yuan said softly:
"Your master seems to be quite a reasonable person."
With that, he curled up the corners of his lips:
"However, the Sect indeed should hope for more people like her in the Imperial Court."
Ran Qingmo thought about it, but couldn't figure it out and asked:
"Why?"
"Because with more people like her, my father's plans would face great difficulty, and everyone would live in peace."
"Hmm...."
