Lin Letian froze on the spot, completely stumped by the question.
Gentle?
Although Zhou Qingran had indeed treated him very well, the word "gentle" didn't seem like it belonged to her.
Ye Bufan and the Huang siblings were stunned too, thinking they'd misheard.
"Ahem, teacher, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly asking me this?" Lin Letian composed himself and cleared his throat, then asked cautiously.
He didn't dare tell her the truth outright. He was afraid of getting beaten.
"You only need to answer me." Zhou Qingran stood with her feet barely touching the ground, her white robes fluttering as she spoke calmly.
"Gentle? Of course you're gentle."
Lin Letian looked utterly sincere. "Teacher, you're the gentlest person I've ever met. Across the Three Thousand Dao Realms, no one could compare!"
Zhou Qingran gazed at Lin Letian. "Really?"
Lin Letian nodded vigorously. "Truer than immortal gold!"
Zhou Qingran gave a slight nod and lowered her eyes, lost in thought.
Watching Zhou Qingran ponder, Lin Letian asked cautiously, "Teacher, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Zhou Qingran shook her head and turned away.
Watching her retreating figure, Lin Letian and the others wore identical expressions of confusion.
Zhou Qingran had been gone for a few days. Why had she come back acting so strange?
Zhou Qingran stood at the edge of the island, gazing out over the sea of clouds. The breeze stirred her hair, and she seemed lost in thought. After a while, she murmured, "I also think I'm quite gentle..."
Behind her stood a white-robed figure, wearing an odd expression. They hadn't expected that one casual remark would make Zhou Qingran take it so much to heart.
Could it be that women really cared about this sort of thing?
A month later.
Throughout that month, Ye Bufan and the others had worked