After Yang Mingcheng heard Ning Qingqing's words, he first froze slightly, then his eyes lit up.
He knew of the Hengdao Sect—the greatest martial-world power in Jizhou, and one of the foremost martial-world powers in Liaodong as well.
However, he was not clear on what sort of relationship Ning Qingqing had with Yu Qingyi.
But since Ning Qingqing had said so, Yang Mingcheng still cupped his fists in a bow and said, "Mingcheng greets Aunt!"
"..."
Ning Qingqing's entire body went rigid.
He actually called me Aunt!
This, this, this~~~
Ning Qingqing looked towards Ji Hai beside her with a stiff expression, her lovely, charming face as pale and rigid as if frost had settled over it.
"Senior Brother, am I... am I really that old?"
She had said that she and Yu Qingyi addressed each other as sisters, and that, by that reckoning, Yang Mingcheng ought to call her Aunt, but in truth she did not actually want to be some aunt of his.
She had only wanted to use this to draw the two sides a little closer.
What bullshit aunt? She and Yu Qingyi were not blood sisters, so where had an aunt come from?
Yet how could she have known that Yang Mingcheng was an honest-natured person? Yang Mingcheng felt that since she had saved him and was also sisters with his mother, calling her Aunt was nothing much.
The cold, handsome Ji Hai saw Ning Qingqing looking as if she could hardly believe it, and almost failed to hold back his laughter.
"Ahem! Worthy nephew Yang, let us speak inside!"
That "worthy nephew" was like a stab in the back, wounding Ning Qingqing's heart once again.
However, Ji Hai calling him worthy nephew did not really count as taking advantage of Yang Mingcheng either. He