A few minutes later.
Xia Shuran brought out the breakfast she had made and set each dish on the dining table.
Then she went over to the refrigerator, took out a large carton of whole milk, and poured a glass each for herself and Gu Qing.
"Do you like your milk cold or hot, Senior?"
Xia Shuran looked toward Gu Qing on the sofa and asked in a bright, clear voice.
Gu Qing dismissed the Character Panel before him, got up, and walked toward the dining table, saying with a faint smile:
"Cold is fine."
"We have the same taste, Senior. I like cold milk too. It's nice and cool, and it tastes so much better than hot milk."
Xia Shuran's eyes curved as a sweet smile appeared on her exquisite, captivating face.
She had lied yet again. She clearly preferred hot milk.
There was no helping it. To have more in common with the senior she liked, she could only go against her conscience and tell a few harmless little lies.
For the next half hour or so.
The two sat across from each other at the dining table, chatting over breakfast.
They ate at a leisurely pace, in no hurry at all.
During that time.
Unable to suppress her curiosity, Xia Shuran finally looked up at Gu Qing and asked:
"Senior, did you awaken your martial soul while you were doing extra training at the Training Ground early this morning?"
In the past, she had never asked about anything Gu Qing did not bring up himself.
Because she did not want to trouble him.
She wanted to be an obedient, sensible, and understanding little sister.
But when it came to whether Gu Qing had awakened his martial soul and become a lofty supernatural awakened, she truly could not