"We've met before."
Yuanen Yehui walked over to sit opposite Meng Li and held out her hand.
"Hello." Meng Li smiled faintly but did not shake her hand. Gu Yue had just misunderstood him because of Yuanen Yehui.
Noticing Gu Yue's unfriendly gaze beside Meng Li, Yuanen Yehui politely withdrew her hand.
Yuanen Yehui gathered her thoughts. "Could we talk alone?"
"That wouldn't be convenient." Meng Li intended to refuse.
"Go on!" Gu Yue stood up and took Meng Li's hand, determined to see what Yuanen Yehui was really after.
Yuanen Yehui froze for a moment, then nodded.
In a courtyard garden.
Yuanen Yehui sat somewhat uneasily.
She gathered her thoughts. "You must already know about my identity."
Meng Li nodded.
"I know too," Gu Yue added.
Yuanen Yehui glanced at Gu Yue, then turned to Meng Li. "I have an impertinent request. Could you let me move into the room next to yours?"
Meng Li looked curious.
"Yesterday, that Sacred Angel Martial Soul user wanted to make me his big brother. Today, you want to live next door to me. Can you tell me why?"
Yuanen Yehui paused. "Actually, my Martial Soul is also an angel, except it's a Fallen Angel. This morning, I tried cultivating within a hundred meters of you. Do you know what happened? My cultivation speed was actually twice as fast as usual."
"I think I understand why that kid hugged my leg yesterday. But logically, your Martial Souls have opposing attributes. Both of you shouldn't be affected by my Martial Soul." Meng Li looked at Yuanen Yehui.
"I don't know about that. Maybe both my Fallen Angel and his Sacred Angel Martial Soul are branches of your Martial Soul." Yuanen Yehui paused. "There may be another reason. Near you, with your Martial Soul's enhancement,