"Fellow Daoist, you make it sound too serious. How about this: life for a Rogue Cultivator in Cloud Province is indeed thorny with every step, and I happen to be the Grand Elder of Baisuan Pavilion. You and I have met twice, which can be considered fate. If you do not mind, come back to Baisuan Pavilion with me. What do you think?" Lin Xuan said amiably.
So he was recommending that she join a sect or clan. A trace of disappointment flashed through Ye Ping'er's eyes, but she quickly hid it away.
She felt no resentment toward Lin Xuan. After all, from beginning to end, it had merely been her own wishful thinking. How could an unfathomably powerful expert like him possibly take notice of an insignificant little girl like her?
The Natural Charm Bone might be a temptation to others, but Senior Lin before her had always had very clear eyes.
The young woman standing shoulder to shoulder with him possessed beauty capable of toppling kingdoms and cities, and her cultivation was also profoundly deep. The two of them were truly a celestial couple, a talented man and a beautiful woman.
Ye Ping'er sighed inwardly, but on her face she was respectful and delighted. No matter what, this was still a very good ending. With Senior Lin looking after her, she believed that after entering Baisuan Pavilion, she probably would not be bullied by others.
She only felt somewhat puzzled. Baisuan Pavilion—why had she never heard of it before? Although she had not been in Cloud Province for long, logically speaking, a sect that possessed a great expert like Senior Lin should definitely not be weak.
Aside from puzzlement, there was still puzzlement, but she could not very well ask this question aloud.
After all, with this woman's