Perhaps she was in a decent mood today; perhaps Yan Yun's heroic act of sacrificing herself for her master had moved her.
Bai Xuanling first glanced at Xie Lingyu. After a moment's thought, she opened her heart to kindness and did not make things difficult.
"You can come in, but if you start putting on airs here..."
Lü Xuan brightened at her words. Only now did he dare lead Yan Yun into the courtyard, saying:
"What airs could I possibly put on? Even if I had any, you'd have torn them all down long ago."
Bai Xuanling looked at Chu Xingchen and said, sounding slightly apologetic:
"Sorry for the trouble, but add two more people. Just keep doing things the way you did before. These two wouldn't dare hold a grudge."
Seeing Bai Xuanling make a rare request, and since it was hardly anything major, Chu Xingchen agreed.
They were playing games, after all, not picking a fight.
If these two didn't like playing games, he could simply have them drink tea off to the side.
Upon entering the courtyard, Yan Yun immediately turned her gaze toward Xie Lingyu. After looking at her for a while, she offered her congratulations with a slight smile:
"Congratulations on reaching the Nascent Soul realm too, Junior Sister Xie."
Xie Lingyu nodded lightly. "A little late, I'm afraid. You must find it laughable."
"That's not what I meant..." Yan Yun wanted to explain something, but ultimately said nothing more, merely smiling a little awkwardly.
Chen Baiqing glanced over the two of them, vaguely seeming to notice something.
She then looked toward Qinghe beside her. After all, this Flood Dragon wore practically every mood on her face-she always spoke with her cards faceup.
Unlike her master, who always wore a smile that left others unable