"Mm, now that you mention it, that does make sense. I'm just an old man, so it wouldn't be right for me to call you Sister Yuwen. How about I use magic to turn all of you old? What do you think?" I put on a solemn expression, my face brooking no argument.
"Ah?!" The whole group of young companions was scared witless. Zhao Yue'er wailed, "Yun Mu, you can't do that... I'm still so young and beautiful. Could you really bear to turn me old?"
I chuckled, while Ye Qun'ao, being mature and steady, said with an expression caught between laughter and tears, "Junior Sister Zhao, you know the City Lord wouldn't really do that. He was only joking. But you took the opportunity to praise yourself while you were at it."
Zhao Yue'er gave a soft snort, and Zhao Qingyang shook his head as well. "If you really could turn me old, that wouldn't be bad either. Then Yun Mu could conveniently arrange an important position for me, allowing me to fulfill my ambitions."
Mo Xiaoning waved his hand. "No matter what, my official rank will definitely be higher than yours. You'll only be holding the same position as my wife."
"You!" Zhao Qingyang glared at him furiously, while Su Huanyu, standing nearby, couldn't help blushing. "Mo Xiaoning, don't say such nonsense in front of so many people!"
Mo Xiaoning grinned foolishly, completely unaware that one's skin was meant to cover one's shame. Lan Zhi and Lu Ling, the other pair, were there too, of course, but it wasn't their turn to speak at this moment. The whole group was chattering away with me, mostly talking about matters concerning Sky City.
The care I had always shown them made everyone trust me deeply. Even after learning that I