"They were just two ducks. Were they worth watching for over an hour? I thought you were planning to swear brotherhood with them."
Lin Shisan had just emerged from the Bamboo Grove when he saw Zi Yuner standing at the end of the mountain path.
She had changed into a water-blue dress today, with a few plain white flowers embroidered on the cuffs and her hair pinned up with an ordinary wooden hairpin.
She looked no different from the female disciples of the Danyang Sect who traveled abroad.
For convenience, and to avoid unnecessary trouble, they had specially obtained a female disciple's outfit for Zi Yuner at Bai Youyou's suggestion.
She stood with her arms folded, leaning against a green bamboo stalk beside the path.
Her deep purple eyes narrowed slightly as she watched Lin Shisan amble over from the Bamboo Grove, her tone tinged with displeasure.
With her mid-stage Sky Soaring cultivation, Lin Shisan's meeting with Gu Mengli, and even their conversation, could not escape her notice if she wished.
"What ducks? Those were mandarin ducks."
Lin Shisan corrected her again.
Little Mirror Lake had beautiful surroundings and pleasant scenery. When Bai Youyou had nothing to do, she would bring Zi Yuner there to play.
Naturally, that blockhead Lin Shisan was sure to tag along.
When Zi Yuner first saw those two mandarin ducks, she had called them ducks.
Although Lin Shisan and Bai Youyou had corrected her many times, Zi Yuner seemed to have grown used to calling them that. She always said ducks, and always had an argument ready.
"Aren't mandarin ducks a kind of duck?"
"They swim in the water, have flat bills, and paddle around. What's the difference? Ten thousand years ago, they were all one family."
Zi Yuner even stuck out her little lips.