"Brother, that Sister Ning you like is really a master,"
at dusk by the canal field, Li Muyang, who had just opened his eyes, saw his adopted sister Li Yuechan, who had returned carrying roast chicken, say so.
"Although I had met her several times on the way to the Sect, our interactions were not deep."
"It was only after spending a day with her today that I realized how amazing Sister Ning truly is."
The young girl, holding the fragrant roast chicken, spoke with an undeniable sense of awe.
"Your decision to give up on her was absolutely the right one."
"I suspect if you continued to fancy her, you'd be caught hook, line, and sinker."
As the girl spoke, she watched Li Muyang's reaction with a mischievous grin.
Li Muyang, however, swallowed hard, his gaze totally fixed on the roast chicken in the girl's hands, unresponsive to her words.
This was not entirely an act; the chicken was truly emitting an irresistibly delicious aroma.
