Inside the inner hall of Wanning Courtyard.
Gu Chenfeng, Jiang Yin, Si Mingwei, and Ling Qianxue, who had come at their invitation, each took a seat, with a cup of fragrant tea beside them.
It should have been a scene of hosts and guest conversing in harmony.
Yet the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat strange.
As one of Wanning Courtyard's current hosts and a fellow woman, Si Mingwei knew Ling Qianxue's disposition.
So she kept finding topics and taking the initiative to talk to her.
However, Ling Qianxue's replies were often just a few words, after which she fell silent.
Her exquisite, coldly beautiful face seemed to have "keep your distance" written across it.
This left Si Mingwei somewhat embarrassed.
She could hardly keep asking questions like a curious child.
She could not help glancing at Second Senior Brother Jiang Yin beside her and giving him a meaningful look.
She signaled for him to hurry up and say something to keep things from becoming too chilly.
However, that look was destined to be wasted on a "blind man."
Second Senior Brother Jiang Yin was also a socially anxious "sealed gourd." Faced with Ling Qianxue, who was even colder than he was, he merely kept his head down and drank his tea.
His resolute expression said, "You carry on. If I say one more word, I lose."
Seeing this, Si Mingwei's eye twitched slightly, and she very much wanted to kick him.
Helpless, he could only turn his gaze to Gu Chenfeng and secretly transmit his voice. "Junior Brother, this is your first meeting with Island Master Ling. Have a little chat with her."
Hearing this, Gu Chenfeng smiled helplessly and could only shoulder the diplomatic task, taking the initiative to speak.
"Island Master Ling, that sword strike you unleashed