In the Divine Weapon Pavilion, within the Artifact Hall.
"Just ordinary friends, huh?" Ji Lingchen glanced skeptically towards Cheng Lingzhu, who was conversing with a disciple of the Hall of Artifacts not far away, then rolled his eyes at Lu Xuan.
Ordinary friends of the opposite sex, walking hand in hand, fingers intertwined, sharing food so intimately?
Lu Xuan's face showed a hint of embarrassment as he pondered for a moment before speaking, "To be honest, those who understand, understand; those who don't, well, explaining won't help..."
Ji Lingchen retorted, "Get lost."
"Alright, here's the situation..." Lu Xuan briefly explained the circumstances, keeping it concise.
Ji Lingchen's expression shifted from confusion to shock as he listened.
