After hearing Yuan Yang's words, Mu Yun Le stared blankly as though she had just heard some touching story. Blinking her eyes, she pretended to ask casually, "Who is he? Is he your lover?"
Yuan Yang who came from the southern tribes had always been bold and direct with words. Mu Yun Le had met her a few times when she was young, so naturally she knew the choice of words at this point in time.
"Lover?" Yuan Yang's shiny eyes turned dull immediately as she mocked herself, "I'm probably just a young girl like you in his eyes. Someone whom he would speak a few casual words to if we met, but would not usually think of."
Mu Yun Le was very surprised and blurted out, "Heroine Yuan, then why are you still looking for him?"
