Li Xiuchang asked curiously, "What kind of extraordinary woman could make Senior Brother fall head over heels?"
After working with Senior Brother Chu Ya for so long, Li Xiuchang had also figured out Senior Brother Chu Ya's temperament.
Put plainly, Senior Brother Chu Ya judged people by their station. Although he often professed his love, it would not be an exaggeration to say he fell for every woman he met. However, the flowers he used for different confession targets varied.
The grade and quantity of flowers he sent depended on how much he liked the person he was confessing to.
For someone he liked normally, he sent First-grade Spirit Flowers. For someone he liked more, he sent Second-grade Spirit Flowers. For someone he liked very much, he sent Third-grade Spirit Flowers.
Each time, he sent at least ninety-nine flowers and at most three to five hundred.
But this time, for the first time ever, he had sent Fourth-grade Spirit Flowers—and nine hundred and ninety-nine of them!
He wanted nine hundred and ninety-nine each of the First-, Second-, and Third-grade flowers as well!
Just how much did he like this confession target?
What kind of peerless beauty could make Senior Brother Chu Ya so smitten?
Senior Brother Chu Ya's face was radiant with a blissful smile. "A few days ago, I happened to pass by the outskirts of the sect and encountered a Registered Female Disciple by chance. Her appearance and figure seemed to have been sculpted precisely to suit my tastes, so I immediately went up and struck up a conversation with her..."
Li Xiuchang had not expected the person who had captured Senior Brother Chu Ya's heart this time to be a Registered Disciple.
As Senior Brother Chu Ya recounted the story, Li Xiuchang felt that this confession was