"Thank you for your trust. I'll do my best." Ling Qianyue gave a slight nod.
Ye Lingling put her veil back on, nodded to Ling Qianyue and Zhu Qing, then pulled the somewhat dazed Dugu Yan away.
After they had walked for quite some time.
"Ling... Lingling, why?"
"Zhu Qing's Martial Soul changed, but before you obtained the immortal herbs, there were still many secrets surrounding Qianyao."
Dugu Yan froze.
Ye Lingling blinked at Dugu Yan and softly said, "If anyone can solve the problem with our clan's Martial Soul, then I believe it must be Qianyao."
Dugu Yan pursed her lips and said hesitantly, "But... don't you think that kind of promise makes it seem like your elders sold you off? Uh, sorry."
Ye Lingling gently shook her head. "It's only service. It's nothing much. Besides, I don't dislike it." Her face flushed faintly.
Dugu Yan's eyes widened slightly. "Lingling, don't tell me you have feelings for Qianyao or something?"
Ye Lingling said nothing, merely smiling faintly.
"Uh..." Dugu Yan suddenly felt a headache coming on. Not long ago, her grandfather had been trying to talk sense into her, telling her to try accepting Ling Qianyue, this grandson-in-law practically delivered to their doorstep, and not let him get away.
Her feelings for Ling Qianyue were complicated. There was admiration, gratitude, and also that tiny, unspoken flutter in her heart.
But because of Ling Qianyue's age, she had still been trying to reason with herself, even though Dugu Bo had told her countless times that, for Soul Masters, even an age gap of a hundred years was nothing.
Now, seeing that Ye Lingling seemed to have some feelings for Ling Qianyue as well, and that her entire clan appeared inclined to package her up and hand her over to him,