Qiu Wa said, "The four sisters are naturally different in so many ways. I haven't seen much of Sister Xia, so I don't know her well, but her story is the most winding and the most tragic, like a blazing plum blossom."
"Sister Xue, I've lived with her the longest. She's quiet and reserved, with an iron will. And her looks are... are... Heehee, Sister Xuan, don't be upset when I say this, but she's the most otherworldly beautiful sister I've ever seen."
Xuan Lengyan unconsciously lifted her chin, a sudden desire to compete rising within her. She was known as the flower of the Xuan clan and was a famous beauty in the Immortal Hall. When it came to looks, she had never lost to anyone.
Though she wanted to win, she naturally wouldn't let it show in her words. Qiu Wa laughed inwardly and continued, "Sister Xue has a cool, aloof air, like an orchid hidden in an empty valley. She thinks she's hidden her feelings for Bearded Uncle very well, but she hasn't fooled me."
"And there's Sister Yan, the gentlest and kindest of them all. All along the way, through the Three Realms, she alone has always stayed by Bearded Uncle's side, like a quiet bamboo outside the window. She never draws attention to herself, but whenever he opens the window, she's always there to send him a soft breeze, raindrops, and a rainbow."
"Last is Sister Yinqiu. Her life has been full of misfortune, and Bearded Uncle owes her so much. Though he deliberately made her his sworn sister, I'm afraid that inside, Sister Yinqiu is like a winter chrysanthemum—cold and desolate, full of sorrow. Only she knows."
When Qiu Wa finished, Xuan Lengyan was silent for a long while. Then she said softly, "Plum,