The scornful cat and the flirty chicken discussed matters as if no one else was present, causing everyone around them to twitch at the corners of their eyes. However, given that the people present were either highly respected seniors or one-in-a-thousand talents, they wouldn't actually stoop to argue with a cat and a chicken; they simply chose to ignore it.
Yet, though they seemingly ignored it, the words of the scornful cat and the flirty chicken were truly infuriating, especially for Liu Ning. He stood in place, his face the picture of embarrassment, unsure whether to be angry or not. Finally, with clenched teeth, he merely managed a smiling look at Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er.
Han Yan'er was straightforward—if she liked something, she liked it; if she didn't, she didn't. Otherwise, she wouldn't have stomped her foot and followed Yang Zhen for so long.
