"That, you, bro-sister, um, I," Yu Jinqi stammered, his face turning a brilliant shade of crimson as he stared at Wu Ling's enchanting face. The young artist had come so close that he could see his reflection in her, his, his silvery eyes. His body didn't know how to react, his heart raced and his breathing quickened, just as it should respond to a beautiful woman coming so close to him but his mind railed at him that this was his good friend, Brother Wu!
"What about you, Big Brother Fang," Wu Ling said, turning away from the flustered alchemist to focus on the group's other scholar. "Am I, what was your word? Convincing enough?"
"Gah, Sister Qianhu, stop it!" Su Xiang said, standing up from her seat to grab Wu Ling's hand and pull him away from the two flustered scholars. "You shouldn't pick on them, they don't know how to defend themselves!"
