"Fellow Daoist, did something go wrong? Tianjian seems pretty stable to me." I drifted over to the woman's side. She was still just as she had always been, seemingly untouched by the mortal world, lacking the worldly warmth that people of this era ought to have.
Of course, that also meant she treated emotions differently from everyone else. Take how she had faced Xuan Qingxiao's family before, or the living beings of the entire Tianjian Mountain and Demon Dragon Realm. To her, living beings were simply living beings, and life and death were all ruled by fate.
"No." The woman replied flatly, seemingly no different toward me than before.
That was because I had gone against her wishes several times to do things my own way. Aside from the good first impression I had made, my later impression of her had practically collapsed. It was obvious she did not like me very much.
"Shunhua, still haven't figured it out? Want your little sister to brainwash you again?" Han Shanshan asked with a giggle from the side.
"Don't fill my head with that kind of nonsense again." The woman flatly refused.
Han Shanshan giggled, wearing an expression that seemed to say, You'll regret this. Her exchange with the woman filled me with confusion, so I hurriedly called Han Shanshan over and asked, "Shunhua? You got her name out of her?"
"Ah, what about it?" Han Shanshan replied with a mysterious smile.
"We couldn't even ask her what her name was, yet you managed to get it out of her? Though Yao, Shun, and Yu—what an ancient surname." I immediately gave her a thumbs-up. Han Shanshan continued transmitting her voice to me. "Hehe, Shunhua is only her given name. Her surname is Jiang—Jiang Shunhua. Doesn't it sound lovely?"
"Shunhua... the hibiscus flower?"