Senior looks so handsome in a martial arts uniform.
Whenever Senior wears one from now on, I'll wear one too.
That way, it'll be like we're wearing matching outfits as a couple with Senior...
All sorts of thoughts ran through Xia Shuran's mind, her attitude entirely that of a little fangirl.
Even Xia Wuyuan, a fellow man, could not help praising Gu Qing's handsome appearance in his martial arts uniform. "I must say, you really are a fine-looking young man."
"You're too kind, Elder Xia."
Gu Qing returned the compliment. "You have the bearing of an immortal, Elder Xia. My modest good looks don't possess even half your charm."
Hearing this, Xia Wuyuan was delighted.
But outwardly, he merely smiled faintly and said:
"That's because you already know I'm immensely powerful and have lived for many years, which predisposes you to see me as having the bearing of an immortal."
"When I first emerged from seclusion, my clothes had rotted with age, and I was covered in dust. People on the street even mistook me for a beggar and gave me money."
"So you can't see any immortal bearing from my appearance alone."
"..."
Gu Qing was about to offer a few more words of flattery.
But before he could speak, Xia Shuran beside him spoke first. "But Old Ancestor, a white-haired old man walking down the street alone in ragged clothes really does look pitiful. I'd have given you money too."
Xia Wuyuan took a sip of goji berry water, then looked up at Xia Shuran and asked, "Then, Little Xia Shuran, what exactly makes an old man walking alone down the street in ragged clothes pitiful?"
"Is it his age?"
"Or his ragged clothes?"
"Or both?"
"..."
Xia Shuran was a little confused, unsure why her Old Ancestor