Duan Fan stopped, glancing at the girl in the blue dress with some surprise.
"Do we know each other?" Duan Fan asked, puzzled.
The girl in blue gently shook her head. "No."
"Oh."
Duan Fan murmured in reply, then continued on with Wen Xiyue.
The girl in blue hurriedly called after him. "We met at the Roast Goose Shop. Don't you remember?"
"Doesn't ring a bell."
Duan Fan didn't even look back.
Naturally, Duan Fan remembered the girl in blue. She was striking in both appearance and bearing. She might have been slightly less beautiful than Wen Xiyue, but she possessed a noble air that Wen Xiyue did not.
And Duan Fan had no desire to get involved with a girl whose identity was clearly no ordinary one.
Especially with the old man accompanying her. He looked even more extraordinary.
That otherworldly bearing belonged to someone of great ability.
It was already getting dark, and they had a mission to carry out. They didn't have time to stand around chatting with her.
Seeing Duan Fan's indifferent manner, the girl in blue immediately looked crestfallen.
With her looks and status, when had she ever been treated so coldly?
Usually, the eager gazes of those trying to curry favor with her surged in like a tide, surrounding her on all sides.
But now, this young man, who had intrigued her enough to make her greet him first, hadn't even spared her a proper glance.
She bit her lower lip hard, forcing down the bitterness in her heart.
"Grandpa Sword, let's go back!"
The girl in blue spoke to the old man beside her. She no longer felt like exploring.
The old man's expression remained as still as a well. "All right."
Duan Fan had already walked some distance away with Wen Xiyue