Half an hour later.
Song Xinyuan, who had been meditating in closed-door cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes.
Not far away, a pair of beautiful eyes was fixed intently upon him. Song Xinyuan looked at her, unable to suppress his confusion.
"Senior Sister Liu, why have you been staring at me? Could it be that you do not like this place?"
"Qingyun Mountain's scenery is naturally beautiful, but it seems I came at an unfortunate time and did not get the chance to see its finest view."
"Oh! It is all my negligence. I forgot that this place is best for admiring flowers, and it is no longer spring.
"Please do not blame me, Senior Sister. I will take you somewhere else to have a look. I guarantee you will not be disappointed."
After Song Xinyuan finished speaking, Liu Yuling beside him did not rise. She merely looked at him with a smile.
"If Junior Brother has something to do and wishes to leave, feel free to do so. You need not concern yourself with me.
"There is hardly anyone here to begin with. No one should see you leaving me behind."
"Ah, Fellow Daoist Liu, why would you say that?
"I promised Mother and Senior Chu that I would take good care of you. When did I ever say I would leave you here alone?"
Seeing her expose what he had been thinking with a single remark, Song Xinyuan revealed a trace of surprise and began sizing up the woman before him anew.
Earlier, Liu Yuling had appeared extremely reserved in the private room and had barely spoken.
Even while traveling with him, she had spoken little throughout, looking obedient and sensible.
Yet now that they had reached a place with no one around, the person before him gave him