The Elderly Woman stared fixedly at Su Mo, as though she meant to see straight into his heart.
Beside them, Cheng Hongye had not expected the Ancestor to make such a move either. She turned toward Cheng An'an, only to find her staring blankly, as though she too had failed to see this coming.
Yet Cheng An'an's pretty face gradually reddened, and she kept stealing glances at Su Mo.
Dao Hua looked ready to enjoy the show, but when he caught sight of Cheng An'an standing there quietly with a bashful blush, he instantly looked as though he had seen a ghost... Was this still Cheng An'an?
Dao Hua had known Cheng An'an longer than the others. She had always faced everyone with the disposition of a little demoness, including him.
Yet the way Cheng An'an behaved toward Su Mo alone was different... even if it was all an act.
He had been wondering whether anyone in this world could tame this demoness. Now it seemed that person had already appeared...
Watching Cheng An'an's behavior, Dao Hua curled his lip in disdain... Fake. Far too fake.
Hadn't she herself looked down on the Holy Sect for being too "fake" before...?
His own junior sisters were better after all, gentle, charming, and considerate... As Dao Hua looked at Su Mo, a trace of... sympathy actually entered his eyes.
"Ancestor..." Cheng Hongye looked at the Ancestor, but the Elderly Woman waved her off the moment she spoke.
The Elderly Woman stared intently into Su Mo's eyes and slowly asked, "Well? Are you hesitating?"
Su Mo looked at the Elderly Woman, then turned to Cheng An'an, only to find her standing there without a word.
Prince Ying’s Princess Consort said nothing either, merely watching Cheng An'an with keen interest.
"Senior, is this a