Miss Mu Rong fixed her gaze on Qin Wushuang with a carefree expression. However, she did not look into Qin Wushuang's mind and only smiled: "Of course, for that Qin family, there are no rumors about them having secular powerhouse in the human countries."
Qin Wushuang said with a smile: "There are many Qin families in the Tian Xuan land, it's not strange for you to have such doubts."
Suddenly, Miss Mu Rong said: "However, with your talent and passion, it would not be a bad idea to further your career in the Xuan Yuan Mound and go to the Qin."
Qin Wushuang shook his head with determination: "Miss Mu Rong, it would not matter if I am related to the Qin family in the Xuan Yuan Mound. If I am not related, it would not be like me to seek shelter under someone else's roof. It's also not a manly thing to do to seek a supporter during a crisis."
Miss Mu Rong knew she had spoke wrongly as she blushed slightly: "I've misspoke, please forgive me."
