"I'm doomed..." After hearing the girl's analysis, I felt as though I had been thrown into a furnace. When I had been myself, the luck of the blossoms had already sent me running in circles. Now that I had changed faces, I still couldn't block that fate from coming for me.
Before long, Lan Ran's voice transmission came through.
"Hehe, I knew that the moment I wasn't by your side, you'd stir up trouble again. Luckily, I'm used to it by now, so it didn't surprise me. What? Do you want to marry Junior Sister Qingyang?" There was a trace of frost in Lan Ran's voice.
"Ran'er, listen to me first. This isn't what you think. The disciples spread the rumor themselves. I was already planning to deal with it, wasn't I? Since she can't get along here, why don't we ask her parents whether they can enter Tianxuan Dihuang together? We can rebel against the tyrant. What do you think?" I said with an awkward laugh.
"And then the two of you can fly off together like a pair of mandarin ducks, right?" Lan Ran demanded.
"Ran'er, listen to yourself. Haven't you noticed these past few days that I only regard this girl as a little sister? Have I ever shown even the slightest improper thought toward her? Even the way I address her is still so distant. Once I start calling her Qili, then we'll be getting somewhere, won't we?" I hurriedly explained.
"Pfft... And you're already calling her Qili! Hmph, but judging by the situation, I suppose that day isn't far off." Lan Ran couldn't help laughing at first, but she soon put on a stern voice again.
I could only smile bitterly. "Ran'er, it takes two to clap. Qingyang Qili does like me, but for now,