One can discern whether the other likes or dislikes oneself.
Evidently, Xia Shuiyang, a Nascent Soul female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect, had considerable fondness for him.
If calculated on a scale of a hundred, it's at least sixty.
Usually, it's quite impressive for a stranger woman to have a likability over thirty.
So, this woman fell for him at first sight.
Honestly, he did not understand why she would be attracted to him. Was she lusting after his body? Even though he remained low-key and disguised himself as an ordinary man.
Regrettably, his charisma was too compelling. Even an ordinary countenance couldn't overshadow his charm.
"What's the matter? Accommodating an exceptional man like Friend Zhou is my honor."
"However, a man as exceptional as you, Friend Zhou, must already have a companion, I'm afraid."
Xia Shuiyang giggled and asked tentatively.
"No, I do not have a dao companion in the East Wastelands. I am a cultivator who practices asceticism."
