At the sight, the seven fairies could not help casting repeated glances at Fang Qianyuan, seemingly wondering in silence what deeper meaning their master intended.
Surely it was not as simple as being moved by the fairy garment the Lord of Ten Thousand Miles had sent.
"Master seems to be deliberately drawing closer to him. Or rather, to the Lord of Ten Thousand Miles behind him!"
"Say, what would we do if he suddenly said he liked one of us?"
"Oh, you little minx, getting frisky again! How can you say something so conceited? You want to hear him say he likes you, don't you?"
"Hehe, of course not. I was only guessing. Though, now that you mention it, this Young Master Fang does seem rather ordinary. Why does he have such a great reputation that he's even called the Lord of a Thousand Miles?"
"Don't say that. He has a recorded kill of a tenth transformation expert to his name. He's a young expert whose combat strength ranks among the very best, and he first made his name by defeating a ninth transformation opponent with fourth transformation cultivation! The Azure Cloud Sect is a great sect. Its strongest disciple of the new generation certainly wouldn't have an empty reputation. The only question is whether he can truly tap his potential and advance to earth rank!"
They had ways of transmitting their voices privately. They stood demurely to one side in attendance, yet could not help chattering among themselves in secret.
With so many people present, the mingled voices and chaotic auras kept anyone from noticing their little exchanges.
"Qiao'er, you know him better than any of us. Tell us, what sort of person is this Young Master Fang?" Jin Zhu'er asked.
"What sort of person?" Ink Fairy knitted her