At a corner of the warship, the frivolous-looking young man from the Yan Clan gazed at the embracing figures in the distance, smacked his lips, and spoke with complicated "admiration" in his voice:
"Tut, tut. So Xiao Ling has even won over the Ancient Clan's eldest young lady. No wonder someone from the Ancient Clan personally came to take them aside for a talk just now... This kid really does everything against convention!"
"I'd heard of Gu Xun'er's reputation long ago. Among the Ancient Clan's younger generation, her talent is unmatched, with few who can compare to her. Even that arrogant genius of the Thunder Clan only met her once by chance, yet has remembered her ever since. Rumor has it that he has even considered proposing marriage to the Ancient Clan."
The red-clad woman whose face was covered by a veil let her gaze rest quietly for a moment on Xun'er's elegant figure in green before slowly withdrawing it. Her voice was gentle, yet carried the cool clarity of someone who understood reality well.
"The Thunder Clan won't find it so easy. The Ancient Clan is currently at the height of its power. As the clan leader's legitimate daughter, Gu Xun'er must have long been groomed as a candidate to lead the next generation. For the Thunder Clan to secure this marriage would be harder than ascending to heaven."
She paused, then turned the topic toward Xiao Ling, her tone gaining an almost imperceptible note of reflection.
"But then again, Xiao Ling truly is surprising. The Xiao Clan is no longer the top-tier clan that once stood shoulder to shoulder with the Ancient Clan. No matter how close the relationship between their ancestors may have been, looking at the Xiao Clan's current circumstances makes it clear that such old