"Bring him to see me." Cao Ying gave it no further thought. After sitting back down, she issued the order.
The maid acknowledged it and left.
"We don't know all of Brother Yan Fei's friends, but anyone who can count himself as his friend should have a fairly impressive background and strength, right?" Cao Lang said, rubbing his chin.
Cao Ying glanced at her younger brother, who loved nothing more than thinking himself clever. "What are you trying to say?"
Cao Lang smiled with pursed lips. "Nothing much. I just think that if his background is powerful enough, we could get acquainted with him. I wonder which world he comes from."
Cao Ying shook her head slightly without answering. She stared at the cup before her, with its rising steam and tea fragrance, drifting into thought again, her willow-leaf brows faintly furrowed.
"Sis, are you really not thinking about Brother Yan Fei?" Cao Lang chuckled, watching Cao Ying with suspicion in his eyes. "Why don't I believe you?"
Cao Ying glared at Cao Lang, then sighed and explained, "I've run into some difficulties with my cultivation lately. When my mind wanders, I'm thinking of ways to resolve them."
"Oh?" Cao Lang said confidently. "Then tell me. Your little brother might be able to clear things up for you."
"You?"
Cao Ying gave Cao Lang an exasperated glance. As his older sister, she knew his character all too well. At best, he was a Heavenly Prodigy with above-average aptitude. He would probably never reach the supreme realm in his lifetime.
"What's that look supposed to mean?" Noticing the disdain in Cao Ying's eyes, Cao Lang curled his lip in displeasure. "Am I really that bad? Should I just leave, then?"
"If you're leaving, hurry up. You were the one who begged