"No worries!"
Yang Zhen blinked at Qi Yunling and said, "Anyway, you all just do whatever you need to do, as if I'm not here, I just came to see the world, so no one can say I slept so long I damaged my brain."
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Qi Yunling pursed her lips and smiled, looking at him with interest, "Iron Bull seems to be a truly interesting person."
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, "There are millions of pretty faces, but only one interesting soul like mine, Iron Bull. You'd better seize the opportunity, Ling'er."
Qi Yunling paused and gave Yang Zhen a slight glare before turning her head away in silence.
Bo Tai watched, utterly confused, opened his mouth but ended up not saying anything. In the end, he harrumphed and repeated Yang Zhen's words over and over as if committing to memory some age-old maxim.
