"All right, Eighth, take your younger brother to get settled first, then come to the Council Hall."
Ye Qinglian spoke to Chen Wudi.
Chen Wudi nodded, then said, "Little brother, come this way with me."
Chen Wen did not follow immediately. Instead, he bowed to Ye Qinglian and the others. "Thank you, seniors, for drawing your swords to help me."
"All right, we accept your thanks. Go with your big brother."
Ye Qinglian waved a hand.
Chen Wen chuckled. "Oh, I almost forgot. I'll have to take back my thanks to Senior Ye."
"You were supposed to help me. If we really get down to it, I'm the one who lost out badly."
"...Scram," Ye Qinglian said flatly.
But she was not actually angry.
"Sure thing."
Chen Wen answered, then sped off in a certain direction with Chen Wudi.
Hua Nongyue could not help asking, "Second Master, when did you get involved with this kid? Is something going on?"
"Ooh, Second Master, has your iron tree finally blossomed, or is this an old ox nibbling tender grass?"
Although Ying Taixu said nothing, he also looked curiously at Ye Qinglian.
Could someone as cool and aloof as Ye Qinglian really have taken a liking to Chen Wen?
Yet this was also the first time he had seen an outsider tease Ye Qinglian without making her angry.
Then again, Chen Wen certainly had guts, daring to tease even Ye Qinglian.
A faint blush also rose on Ling Lianyi's dignified face, whether from shyness or curiosity.
Perhaps it was longing.
Had Chen Wen been there, he would definitely have said that the contrast between her outward appearance and inner self was off the charts.
If "one thing on the outside, another on the inside" were not an insult, it would have suited her