"No worries for now," Yan Mo said, looking at her resistant expression.
"I heard you've been exchanging ideas with Milia lately, how does it feel?" Xia Yue asked as she walked into the pavilion and sat down.
Yan Mo followed and sat on her right, saying, "It's been quite good, she's a fine workout partner, and my strength has increased a lot."
"I heard you lost, how do you feel? Don't let it knock you down. She's been around longer than you, so she's definitely stronger, but you did force her close – that's pretty impressive." Xia Yue propped up her chin and spoke as she looked at him.
"I'm not upset, in fact, I'm quite glad. Meeting an opponent who can defeat me early on gives me more motivation to improve, to become more powerful. That way, I can protect you no matter where we go," Yan Mo said, his eyes deep as he looked at her.
Xia Yue caught the seriousness in his eyes, taken aback for a second, she couldn't meet his gaze and shifted hers, smiling, "That's good, that's good."
