"Miss Mao Xue!"
Yuyan, riding the clouds, passed by Three Lifes Academy and saw Mao Xue walking out of the city. She descended from the clouds and went over to greet her, "Why are you here? Have you taken a fancy to some handsome young master?"
"Stop it, don't talk nonsense." Mao Xue's face turned red, "Don't think you can spout any nonsense just because you are the King's maid; I haven't fallen for a mortal."
Yuyan chuckled, "I never said you fell for a mortal."
Mao Xue was somewhat embarrassed by her own giveaway but still spoke frankly, "I met an interesting fellow, but his mind isn't quite right, so I gave him a bit of a challenge. If he can persevere, he is bound to achieve something extraordinary in Nanshan Continent."
"A scholar from Nanshan Continent?" Yuyan stroked her smooth chin, "It seems, sister, that you really have springtime on your mind; I wonder which lucky young master caught your eye."
