Sunday had barely stepped outside when he came face-to-face with a familiar figure.
"Hall Master Tang, what brings you here?"
At the sight of Sunday, a smile appeared on Tang Yuehua's dejected face. Lifting her skirts, she hurried over to him.
"Sir, you're back."
"Yes."
Sunday was a little surprised to see Tang Yuehua's pretty face flushed, yet somewhat haggard.
"I... I... Sir, are you free right now? I'd like to invite you for a cup of tea."
After her initial excitement, Tang Yuehua grew hesitant again, looking as though she had something to say but could not bring herself to speak.
Seeing her expression, Sunday nodded. Helping Ye Lingling obtain a Soul Ring would be easy enough; there was no need to rush.
"Then please lead the way. Sorry for the trouble."
"Of course. This way, sir. I know a teahouse that recently opened in the city."
The two left the academy, boarded a carriage, and headed toward Heaven Dou City.
Inside the carriage, Sunday looked at the haggard Tang Yuehua and asked,
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Why do you look so worn out?"
Tang Yuehua was a little surprised by his question. She raised a hand to touch her cheek, then answered somewhat flusteredly, a trace of secret delight in her eyes.
"No, not at all. Something came up recently that I wanted to discuss with you, but I couldn't find you, so I was just a little anxious."
Tang Yuehua had not expected Sunday to have such a keen eye. She had clearly put on makeup before leaving, yet he had still noticed.
At the same time, a little secret delight stirred in her heart. After all, his noticing such fine details surely meant he was paying attention to her, did it not?
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