Chen Lin's clumsy acting made Gu Siming roll her eyes.
"Brother, your flattery really lacks sincerity. And since you came looking for your little sister in such a hurry, don't tell me you have another favor to ask?"
"You're truly clever, Sister. These little thoughts of mine have nowhere to hide before you!"
Chen Lin admitted it without the slightest embarrassment.
Gu Siming curled her lips. "Hmph. When you need me, it's Sister; when you don't, it's Miss Gu. You certainly change faces quickly, Brother."
"Please don't blame me, Sister."
Chen Lin immediately explained.
"I consider my standing lowly, and my cultivation is lacking too. I wouldn't dare reach above my station, so I only dare call you Sister when you call me Brother first. If you're willing to let me address you that way, I'd naturally be delighted."
This time, he meant every word.
Back at Bright Peak, he had called her Sister teasingly, with even a hint of mockery.
But after they began traveling together, she had displayed formidable strength and astonishing knowledge, leaving him unwilling to joke with her so casually.
After all, he still had to rely on her for many things. Nothing good would come of displeasing her.
"That's fine."
"I'll allow you to call me that. You're my Eleventh Brother's sworn brother, after all."
Gu Siming was very satisfied with Chen Lin's attitude.
Patting her chest, she said, "Go on, what do you need me for? Do you want materials to set up the sacrificial refining formation?"
Chen Lin knew he couldn't hide anything from her.
He immediately answered honestly, "Your eyes are as keen as a blazing torch, Sister. I've already mastered the Sacrificial Refining Method, but my own abilities aren't enough to refine that scimitar. I need a formation's assistance."
Gu Siming