"Does Mister Lin Che have feelings for Ya Fei?"
Hearing this, Lin Che's raised teacup suddenly froze. He turned sideways to look at the smiling Mittel Teng Shan beside him.
Ice Emperor Hai Bodong said blandly, "Teng Shan, that's enough. Ya Fei may be young and beautiful, but her talent is not particularly high. After all these years, she is still only a Dou Zhe."
"This..."
Teng Shan fell silent for a long while.
Ya Fei's cultivation talent was indeed not high. Her beauty alone was enough to overwhelm anyone, yet her cultivation was something difficult to accept.
Lin Che spoke leisurely, "Brother Teng Shan, let's discuss Ya Fei's matter another time. I have not considered it for now."
Mittel Teng Shan cupped his hands and bowed deeply. "This junior has been presumptuous."
"Forget it. If fate brings us together, there will naturally be a chance. If not, we will merely be passersby in each other's lives."
Lin Che waved his hand. Ya Fei was indeed strikingly beautiful, but her cultivation talent was not high. Thirty years from now, her looks would gradually fade, and the beauty she possessed now would slowly vanish as well.
Although Lin Che had the ability to help her improve her talent and strength, such things depended on fate. When fate arrived, there was naturally nothing more to ask for.
If it did not, their paths would not cross much in the future.
Ice Emperor Hai Bodong looked at the pendant in his hand, his eyes flickering with longing.
"I heard that Queen Medusa sealed her younger sister's body inside an ice chamber. If there is an opportunity in the future, you may still meet again."
"What did you say?" Hai Bo Dong stood up excitedly, mist gathering in his eyes. "Die's body... is still