"Could it be that Qian Hen has feelings for Miss Shui?"
Lin Bai's gossip-loving heart was kindled, and he asked with a beaming smile.
Qian Hen was drinking water. Hearing that, he choked and spat out the water in his mouth, then coughed violently twice. "Brother Lin, you... Ah, you've misunderstood."
"To me, Miss Shui is just like my own little sister. I have absolutely no improper thoughts about her."
Qian Hen wiped the droplets from the corner of his mouth and gazed at Shui Mo Dan's back. "She's innocent and carefree, pure of heart, and inexperienced in worldly affairs. It's easy for her to suffer in a chaotic situation like this."
"So I'll make finding her my priority, too."
"If Miss Shui were like Brother Lin, Brother Chen, Brother Yi, and Miss Huang... the four of you are either veterans of countless battles or peerless experts, so naturally I wouldn't need to worry."
Lin Bai thought it over carefully. Qian Hen's concern did make sense. "Miss Shui has cultivated for many years, yet it's rare that she can still preserve a childlike heart."
"She hasn't preserved a childlike heart. She is simply a child." Qian Hen laughed. "Shui Mo Dan's current intelligence is roughly that of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl."
"What?" Lin Bai was somewhat startled. He had thought that after cultivating for many years, Shui Mo Dan's ability to preserve a pure heart was something truly precious.
But Qian Hen was saying... that she had only the intelligence of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl?
Lin Bai frowned and asked, "Why is that? Did something go wrong during her cultivation? Did it leave behind some serious aftereffects?"
A dim light flickered in Qian Hen's eyes. His lips parted several times, but in the end, he still said nothing.