"Relax, everyone. Yang Xu has been a good friend of mine for many years." Yue Li Lian glanced at the man, slender as green bamboo, and spoke.
"Yes, yes." Yang Xu scratched his head and smiled, looking rather like a child.
"His crush is way too obvious," Sui Shen Yao gossiped.
"At least he looks more pleasing to the eye than Kun Tian Zhen," Aurora commented.
"Kun Tian Zhen is already gone," An Ning said with a smile.
The three of them had now formed a little group, lively every moment of every day. If they were talking atmosphere, this trio was indeed far more boisterous than the three sullen gourds on Yu Zixiao's side. Even Aurora had been led astray by the other two and started talking more.
"Someone likes your teacher. You brat, you're not unhappy about that, are you?" Sui Shen Yao asked with a chuckle.
"Don't talk nonsense. If it brings her happiness, then of course I'll bless her," Li Tianming said helplessly.
Besides, Yue Li Lian was no longer young. If she truly found someone destined for her, she couldn't possibly spend the rest of her life alone for no reason just because of him. After all, she was his teacher, not some ambiguous love interest.
Of course, these were adult matters. They would develop as they pleased, and it was not Li Tianming's place to worry about them. They were only gossiping a little.
At that moment, Yang Xu also asked Yue Li Lian, "If I remember correctly, the Thirteenth Military Prefecture should have five slots. One person isn't here—the legendary Double Ninth Shangyu Seed, Sifang Beichen, right? The divine son of the Sifang Prefecture God of the Thirteenth Military Prefecture. I heard the Young Minister of Tianyu Temple intends to take him as