The brief meeting was now a recent memory.
As Yang Wei and Sun Yurong walked together on the road path of the expansive sect, they were heading back to the Blue Steam Mountain.
Some male disciples looked at them like they were a couple, and you could practically feel the jealousy radiating off them. Most were chewing the edges of their robes in frustration, while others clenched their fists tightly to hold back tears.
"As usual, Senior Brother gets all the women!"
"Even the ones outside the sect!"
"Will we ever have a chance?! I feel like a background character in immortal tales that's only used to elevate how brilliant the main focus of the story is..."
"W-well, at least we have names!"
Even some of the young ladies in the sect were jealous. When they heard that Yang Wei had finally stepped out of seclusion, they wore layers upon layers of makeup to look presentable.
