Having sent Luo'er off, Cheng Ziang turned around. At this point, Luoya was hugging her arms, sulking, her eyebrows furrowed and her face straight, her eyes equally full of dissatisfaction.
"Constantly frowning will make you age. Look at your brother, he seems more youthful than you." Cheng Ziang said, smiling at her irritated expression.
"What did you say!" Luoya glared at him, though this time she dared not continue to frown.
"Why do you always quarrel with your brother?" Seeing her willing to engage with him, Cheng Ziang quickly started to ease the tension.
"Why do you want to destroy the Ancient States' plan?" Instead of answering his question, Luoya took the initiative to ask her own.
"Hmm, good question," Cheng Ziang nodded, paused for a moment, then continued, "We have both subjective and objective reasons, which one do you want to hear first?"
"Subjective!" After a pause, Luoya answered.
