He Qiyun and Li Guxian had completely different personalities.
Li Guxian was obviously from a prestigious family. She had studied the classics since childhood and become a refined young lady well versed in etiquette.
He Qiyun was spirited and heroic. She did not resemble a daughter at all, but was more like a son.
Several times, if Lin Bai had not noticed how broad-minded He Qiyun was, he would have suspected that she was a man in disguise.
The two women came to Lin Bai's room to ask about his injuries.
"Thank you for your concern. My injuries are no longer serious."
Lin Bai replied with a smile, but when he saw Li Guxian hesitating to speak, stammering, and blushing prettily, he asked,
"The two of you didn't come to my room just to visit me, did you? You must have something else to discuss, right?"
"Then just say it."
Lin Bai had never liked beating around the bush, so he asked directly.
"Mr. Lin, we... we..."
Li Guxian hesitated, her face as red as a ripe apple.
"Ah, I'll say it." He Qiyun frowned in displeasure. "Lin, let me ask you this: Since that letter is in your hands, are the other things that Xian'er lost also with you?"
"Xian'er lost three things in total."
"You've already returned one letter."
"There's also a sword manual called 'Azure Lotus Swordplay.' It's a family-inherited secret art of Xian'er's family."
"And... and..."
By the end, even straightforward He Qiyun found it difficult to speak.
After all, whether in the mortal world or the Martial World, mentioning a young woman's private belongings was extremely sensitive.
"There's also Xian'er's dudou!"
After hesitating for a long while, He Qiyun finally gritted her pearly teeth and said it.
Li Guxian lowered her head shyly, mortified beyond