"Speaking of which, there has always been a question on my mind, though it may be a little presumptuous."
Mu Yunzhi's eyes shifted, her gaze settling on Chen Beiwu as she said softly, "I wonder whether I should ask."
"If it is presumptuous, True Lord Mu, you need not ask."
Chen Beiwu's words took all the cultivators present by surprise, Mo Yuan included.
Interesting. With such a blunt disposition, how did this man ever secure the position of chief disciple?
Mo Yuan's eyes brightened slightly, and his gaze held a little more appreciation as he looked at Chen Beiwu.
Bluntness was good. Bluntness was wonderful.
Prodigies like this, straightforward and unmoved by feminine charms, were often the best people to associate with and discuss the Dao.
By contrast, those cultivators who seemed warm and friendly, all smiles and pleasant conversation on the surface, were always two-faced schemers unfit for close friendship.
The First Seat's way of handling things really defies comment! One Jade Purity prodigy's expression stiffened slightly. He wished he could take Chen Beiwu's place.
Threads True Lord Ten-Thousand Mu Yunzhi possessed profound cultivation. She was both a powerful figure of lofty standing and a peerless beauty whose incomparable grace inspired admiration in countless cultivators.
When such a powerhouse, such a beauty, voluntarily lowered herself to ask a question with a smile, Chen Beiwu, as the Immortal Sect First Seat, ought by all rights to have offered a few perfunctory words, if only out of courtesy.
Instead, Chen Beiwu spared her no consideration at all, shooting straight back with, "If it is presumptuous, do not ask."
At those words, the faint smile on Mu Yunzhi's lips stiffened briefly before swiftly returning to normal.
Astute and accustomed to weathering storms, she had anticipated all manner of answers before speaking. Who