"Actually, I didn't say much!"
(｀)
Annie thought it over, then decided to imitate her tone from back then and repeat what she'd said:
"I told her, 'Missy, flying on a sword sounds dashing, but you'd be out in the sun and rain. That's exhausting!'"
(_)
"Let's be honest, isn't it just because you're poor?"
(`)
"Any cultivator with a real future would be sitting comfortably in an airship, sipping spirit tea and admiring the scenery. They could travel and meditate in peace at the same time!"
(`)~
"???"
Tanchun was taken aback. At the same time, she felt a vague sense of foreboding.
She truly couldn't understand how this... how this counted as a "kind warning." What on earth was kind about it?
"..."
(￣︶￣)
But Annie paid no attention to Tanchun's expression or what she might be thinking. She simply went on, beaming as she spoke:
"Then I told her, 'So, when you're looking for a Dao companion, you'd better keep your eyes peeled! Don't just look at their face or listen to their sweet talk. And don't just judge whether they're handsome or powerful right now—you have to think long-term!'"
╭()
"At the very least, they should be able to afford and maintain a Cloud Palace Skyship as big as ours!"
(▽`)
"And they should have a decent immortal manor, grotto-heaven, or floating island in the Divine Capital!"
(゜▽^*)
"Only if they meet both those conditions do they have a bit of a foundation and deserve consideration, right?"
∠("∠)＿
As she spoke, Annie glanced over at those people in the distance again. They were still flying, but they weren't coming any closer.
"..."
By now, Tanchun was completely at a loss for words.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't think what. It took