Dugu Yan suddenly understood, but then she frowned. "But aside from curing the poison, what else have you helped with?"
Lu Fan chuckled, leaned a little closer, and lowered his voice. "When the time comes, the sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon might come personally to propose marriage. If he comes to talk politely, then fine. But if he wants to throw his weight around..."
He leaned back, lacing his hands behind his head. "My teacher and Uncle Gui will definitely step in to help you."
As Dugu Yan listened, the corners of her mouth slowly lifted, her eyes curving into crescents. "Is that so? Then I'll thank you in advance."
She paused, then her tone suddenly shifted, as if she had remembered something, drawing out her words. "But just now, you said I could choose for myself and be with the person I like."
Lu Fan did not understand what she meant, but he still nodded. "That's right."
Dugu Yan nodded and leaned a little closer toward Lu Fan, their shoulders nearly touching.
She turned her head, staring straight at Lu Fan, a half-smile hanging at the corner of her mouth. "I actually think little brother Xiao Fan is pretty good."
"Huh? Me?"
Lu Fan's eyes went round, his neck stiffened, and his whole body looked as if it had been frozen in place by a soul skill.
Dugu Yan nodded with a smile, her tone light, as if she were talking about something perfectly ordinary. "Yes, you. I already liked you quite a bit to begin with. You're handsome, gentle, and so talented."
She counted them off one by one on her fingers, then looked back at Lu Fan, her gaze softening a little. "Besides, you saved my life and Grandpa's. If it's being with you,