Han Yan looked at the holy gourds hanging behind her. She hadn't expected to be the recipient of the thousand holy airs that were bestowed upon Bao'er, but it came as a surprise that not a single holy gourd had given her a holy air. It made her feel sick.
"I told my big brother that I wouldn't disappoint him, but I haven't even received a single holy gourd air. I have embarrassed my big brother. The people of Sky Palace will laugh at him." Han Yan looked at the gourds, trying to decide if she should do something more to prompt the activation of at least one gourd's holy air.
Han Yan didn't feel this way because she didn't understand Han Sen; it was because her living environment was different.
Han Sen had grown up with danger, and he had led a very rough and tumble life. He never really cared about how people perceived him. He valued his own safety and the benefits he earned for himself more than other peoples' opinions.
