It was not until they left the Canoe Gang and arrived at Juyunju Inn, where they were staying, that Ling Yanwu finally snapped out of the dazed state Xiao Qing's rejection had left her in.
"Senior Sister, have something to eat."
Her Junior Brother, Xue Jinghang, thoughtfully placed a bowl of rice before her.
Ling Yanwu raised her head and stared at him blankly.
"Junior Brother, do you think our Sword Holding Pavilion is really that bad?"
Xiao Qing's fierce rejection had made her begin to question her whole life.
In all her years, she had never been rejected before.
Her question stumped Xue Jinghang.
"Senior Sister, why would you ask that? Our Sword Holding Pavilion is now the Number One sect in Qingzhou. How could we possibly be bad?"
Ling Yanwu said with a troubled expression, "Then why would someone rather be a maidservant than become a disciple of our Sword Holding Pavilion?"
"This..."
When it came to that, Xue Jinghang truly did not know how to answer.
Third Junior Sister Liang Xiaoan said calmly, "If she is unwilling to join our Sword Holding Pavilion, then the time is not right. There is no need to force it. Let us eat first."
"Yes, yes, yes, let's dig in first, dig in first!!!" Junior Sister Lu Xiaoying swept through the food on the table like a whirlwind, her cheeks puffed out as she spoke indistinctly.
"Eat, eat, eat! All you know is eating! Li Xian has already bullied us right to our doorstep!"
Ling Yanwu slapped the table irritably, startling her junior brothers and sisters at the table and drawing the gazes of everyone else in the inn.
"Whose little girl is that? So fierce!"
"She's quite pretty, but with such a wild temperament, I'm afraid she'll have trouble getting