Long Aotian naturally heard Su Mianmian's remark, but he did not dare lose his temper at Hong Ling's disciple. He could only snap sternly at Jin Chen, "You little brat, if you dare spout nonsense about my affairs again, watch your hide."
His tone carried more than a hint of embarrassment turning into anger.
The Flying Boat carrying them this time was not particularly large, but it was steadier and faster than ordinary Flying Boats.
It was not even much slower than a Nascent Soul Cultivator flying by Sword Control.
On the Flying Boat, Su Mianmian and Jin Chen huddled together, whispering about something. Every so often, he made her burst out laughing.
Meanwhile, Tong Qi stood beside Su Jiu, telling her about some amusing things that had happened recently.
While the two were talking, someone Su Jiu had not expected appeared before her.
The man had long since shed the awkward youthfulness of their first meeting and now had something of the grace of a jade tree standing in the wind. Perhaps because he had spent years rarely smiling or joking, however, his lips remained pressed together even upon seeing Su Jiu.
His expression looked rather stern.
"Xie Gu," Su Jiu said.
Hearing the woman before him address him by name, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. He had thought she had long since forgotten him. Had she actually remembered him all this time?
The hard lines of Xie Gu's face softened a little.
He respectfully bowed to Su Jiu with his hands clasped. "Thank you, Senior Sister Su, for helping A Li." Now that he was also Hong Ling's Personal Disciple, he had the right to address Su Jiu as his senior sister.
Su Jiu shook her head. "We're Fellow Disciples. I would have helped no matter