Bo Dongchen curled his lip, his eyelashes stirring slightly. "What kind of talk is that? Your tongue is no slouch either, junior sister."
Han Yiyu chuckled and replied, "Senior brother, with those eight hundred little schemes in your head, surely you can tell I'm praising you?"
Bo Dongchen nodded indifferently. "Then what do you think would happen if we made such an exceptional young woman as Xiao Yi little Ruoxi's anchor?"
"I'm afraid our little Ruoxi would never surpass her in her entire life, would she?"
Han Yiyu remained quite composed. "Even if Ruoxi can't surpass Xiao Yi, what of it?"
"Our goal is to guide her back to the essence of her humanity before she fully masters her cultivation method and reaches Soul Saint, not simply to have her outperform someone."
"Senior brother, if you're really worried, why not find Ruoxi a partner? Perhaps that could help divert her attention."
Bo Dongchen rolled his eyes. "If she could accept a partner, I could bring one over for you-even a woman, never mind a man."
An image immediately surfaced in Han Yiyu's mind: Ruoxi, with her face as cold as ice and frost, nestled against another woman. She shuddered involuntarily, a chill surging up her back to the crown of her head and leaving her scalp tingling.
She hurriedly changed the subject. "Senior brother, you ought to instruct little Ruoxi in swordplay."
"Just look at the way she uses the Ice Snow Frost Sword. It's practically too awful to watch."
"As an heir to the Ice Palace and the direct granddisciple of you, its palace master, how can her swordplay be so unpracticed? Wouldn't people laugh if word got out?"
Bo Dongchen wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled awkwardly. "You're right. She used to struggle just to execute