Tang Saier gave her companion a curious look as well, then quickly turned back with a charming laugh. "My younger sister is usually rather reserved. Perhaps she can't stand watching you flirt and sweet-talk each other. Please don't take it to heart, young master."
Song Qingshu smiled and shook his head. "I have an extremely high tolerance for pretty girls. But there's something I'd like to ask your younger sister." After a pause, he slowly continued, "Do you know a young woman surnamed Zhou?"
The frost-faced woman's expression changed slightly, but she quickly concealed it and replied coldly, "I don't."
"Then what a pity. I thought you resembled an old acquaintance of mine somewhat, and I wanted to introduce the two of you." Song Qingshu had asked because Zhou Zhiruo had previously said she was going to subdue her father's former forces. Her father, Zhou Ziwang, had been the previous Holy King of the White Lotus Society, yet so much time had passed without any news. He was truly worried. When he saw this woman, he had initially thought Zhou Zhiruo might be in disguise, but he could see clearly that although this woman was beautiful too, she was obviously not Zhou Zhiruo.
"Isn't that excuse for hitting on women a little too clichéd, young master?" Tang Saier giggled. "But do you know that openly flirting with this Society's Saintess is a grave crime? You'll be skinned and have your heart dug out."
"Is that so? I'm so scared." Song Qingshu patted his chest and put on an utterly terrified expression, making Zhao Min and the Yellow-robed Woman curse him inwardly.
Song Qingshu quickly changed the subject. "I've flirted with her whether I meant to or not, and either way, I'll die for it. So why not flirt with you