Lost in thought, the sound of footsteps gradually approached. In a rush, Lán Sè gritted her teeth, pushed Xin Yun away with force, and at the same time, a shadowed corner appeared as a group of giggling girls walked toward them, still whispering and laughing.
Seeing this, Lán Sè's face instantly flushed crimson, and she abruptly grabbed Xin Yun's arm, dragging him to sit down beside her on a nearby stone bench, her head hanging low, looking the very picture of a guilty conscience.
Upon witnessing this scene, Xin Yun couldn't help but laugh, which showed just how pure this girl really was. Apart from cultivating, she almost entirely ignored worldly matters; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so alarmed by such a trivial encounter.
Indeed, just as Xin Yun had thought, the girls chattered past them without sparing a glance. If they had to look at everyone, they would surely wear themselves out.
