Uncle Wang chatted a little longer before standing to take his leave.
"I won't keep you any longer."
"I'm really getting old. Sitting for a while is enough to make my back and waist ache."
He pounded his lower back and, with Qing Ye seeing him off, soon disappeared from my sight.
When Qing Ye returned, I thought back to what Uncle Wang had just said and couldn't help laughing. "You haven't actually explained to anyone that you're a woman, have you?"
"I have," Qing Ye said, spreading her hands innocently. "It's not like everyone else is scary. My figure can't be that bad, can it? It's definitely because you're such a dazzling pearl right in front of me. Whether I'm a woman or not seems to have become irrelevant."
Her roundabout compliment made my heart feel a little sweet. I rolled my eyes at her. "You still have to make it clear." Then I stopped smiling, because when I instinctively looked down, I happened to see the tips of my pale feet.
Qing Ye walked over and put an arm around my shoulders. "I mean, Uncle Wang definitely knows. It's not like he's blind."
I tilted my head, confused. "Then why did he act like he hadn't heard you were a woman?"
"You don't understand, do you?"
"People in the Cultivation World rarely go out of their way to make enemies."
"When other people say something, no one digs too deep to see if it makes sense. They just take it as fact. Put another way, there's no conflict of interest, so they simply go along with whatever someone says. Who's going to be like some reckless hothead and argue over whether it's true?"
"Okay." That explained why some people still called me a little girl.
Suddenly, I chirped,