"Meier, the discord between your master and Carefree Swordmaster is our business. Don't drag your generation into it. Don't think I don't know what you're plotting. Don't you just want Wang Qingshan to fall beneath your pomegranate skirt and make Carefree Swordmaster lose face?"
No one knew a daughter better than her mother. Liu Meier's little schemes could not possibly be hidden from Lin Siruo.
"Master, Carefree Swordmaster wronged you. You may be able to swallow this grievance, but your disciple cannot. I will make Wang Qingshan fall beneath my pomegranate skirt."
Liu Meier was brimming with confidence. Back then, the matter between Carefree Swordmaster and Lin Siruo had caused an enormous uproar. Liu Meier had grown up by Lin Siruo's side and had always stood up for her.
Carefree Swordmaster had two male disciples: Han Tianxuan and Wang Qingshan.
Han Tianxuan already had a Dao Companion, so Liu Meier could only set her sights on Wang Qingshan.
At first, Liu Meier had flirted with Wang Qingshan with an ulterior motive, but now... she had developed a deep interest in him.
Many cultivators had fallen beneath Liu Meier's pomegranate skirt, including quite a few young talents. Yet Wang Qingshan turned a blind eye to Liu Meier, leaving her with a crushing sense of defeat. Along with her disappointment, her interest in Wang Qingshan only grew stronger.
Liu Meier's personality was exactly the same as Lin Siruo's. Once she made up her mind, no one could change it.
Naturally, Lin Siruo knew Liu Meier's temperament. With a stern face, she reprimanded, "You may do as you wish, but mind your methods. Don't make a laughingstock of yourself. If your Martial Uncle Tang finds out, he'll definitely dump a bucket of filth on you. As the senior sister, you must conduct yourself