"Ah!"
"It's Little Yuan."
Chen Xing turned around and saw Fang Yuan walking toward her.
"How did you get here?"
"Aunt Zhuzhu was worried about you."
"She was afraid you might do something foolish, so she sent me to find you."
Fang Yuan looked toward where Chen Xing was standing.
"Come back. Don't climb over the railing."
"Akua is a noble."
"We're commoners. There's no need to get worked up over it."
"Once we leave school, we won't see her again."
"It's not worth this."
Chen Xing froze slightly at Fang Yuan's words.
"Ah?"
"Little Yuan, you were just..."
"Nothing. I just suddenly realized how much I hate white-haired people."
"Oh, oh, all right."
"Come on. Come home with me."
Although Chen Xing didn't understand what had happened, since Little Yuan said he didn't like her anymore...
Then so be it.
The two of them walked down the mountain.
On the way back,
they ran into the same group of people again.
Fang Yuan turned his head aside and quickly brushed past them.
Chen Xing, however, looked at the old man among them, feeling a vague sense of familiarity.
"Hehe, so they're a young couple."
Asath spoke up.
"Your Holiness, I suspect they must have had a falling-out."
The moment he said that, the attendants beside the Pope darkened their expressions even further.
"Your elves really are bold."
"You had a falling-out, so you took your anger out on His Holiness."
Asath had intended to ease the atmosphere, but after hearing this,
he immediately broke into a cold sweat.
He opened his mouth, unsure how to respond.
"All right."
"Don't make things difficult for Asath."
"It was merely a little episode along the journey."
The Pope and his party soon arrived at the Star Prayer Pavilion.
Asath felt as though