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Li Xiaoya flew ahead, a thousand thoughts crowding his mind as he missed his days with Zhang Hong more and more. As he flew, he suddenly realized that Ouyang Qianru's voice had fallen silent. Startled, he hurriedly looked back. Ouyang Qianru, who had been sticking close to his side, had fallen several dozen zhang behind him, pouting her sultry little lips and looking thoroughly sulky.
"What's wrong?" Li Xiaoya gave a wry smile, flew over, and asked with a smile.
"I asked you so many questions, and you wouldn't even answer me!" Ouyang Qianru complained, still sulking.
Uh, this little girl relies on her father being an old monster at the spirit communion stage. Everyone must be used to flattering her. No wonder she's so petty, Li Xiaoya thought. Out loud, however, he said, "Oh, I'm slow-witted and no good with words. You asked so quickly that I didn't know how to answer. See? I was thinking about it the whole time."
"As if!" Ouyang Qianru pursed her lips in protest. "I heard you talked the Xu Household and the Ke Household speechless that day with nothing but your tongue. You're no good with words? Not a chance!"
"Huh? How did you know?" Li Xiaoya asked, puzzled. Ever since they had left the Nine Profound Fairy, Ouyang Qianru had kept asking about him, seemingly very familiar with his affairs on the Tianyuan Continent.
"Of course I know! Who do you think I am?