But he was, after all, the Holy Son of the Myriad Divine Sect. He still had this much composure.
He squeezed out a hypocritical smile. "So you're Elder Yang, the new elder invited by the Lan family. My apologies, my apologies."
"Little Sister Caiyu, you're joking. My Myriad Divine Sect and the Lan family have been close friends for generations."
"Since Elder Yang is a Guest Elder of the Lan family, he is naturally my friend as well. Why would I mind?"
Though he claimed not to care, the contempt and chill in his eyes were completely undisguised.
He was nothing more than a Peak Heavenly God Guest Elder. How could he possibly stand on equal footing with this Holy Son?
If they hadn't been in the Lan family, he would have slapped this man to death long ago.
Yang Lingtian took in every detail of the Qianyu Holy Son's expression and sneered inwardly, knowing full well that the other man was putting on an act.
Lan Caiyu also saw through Qianyu's hypocrisy, and her dislike of him deepened.
The atmosphere grew awkward once again.
The Qianyu Holy Son's eyes shifted as though he had thought of something. His face once more filled with an enthusiastic smile as he looked at Lan Caiyu.
"Little Sister Caiyu, it's been a long time since we last met. Why don't we find somewhere quiet and catch up?"
He paused, then pretended to be pleasantly surprised. "Oh, right. On my way here, I heard there's a valley in the southern outskirts beyond the city."
"It's called 'Hundred Flower Valley.' The flowers are in full bloom right now, and the scenery is breathtakingly beautiful, like a land of immortals."
"Why don't we go there together and take a look?"
He extended the invitation, gazing ardently