What Ju Luyi had not expected was that this simple gesture would instantly set the older girls beside her talking.
"Huh? Is Senior Brother Song Yan... greeting Senior Sister Zhao?"
"No way..."
"Senior Sister Zhao, you know Senior Brother Song?"
The purple-robed female cultivator was somewhat puzzled, but she still nodded thoughtfully. "Mm... we might have met once at the market last time."
"Senior Brother Song remembered you after seeing you just once, Senior Sister Zhao."
"Oh my, could it be..."
Ju Luyi raised her head in a slight daze and looked at the older girls discussing it so eagerly.
Inside, however, she could not help breathing a sigh of relief. So he was greeting Senior Sister Zhao...
I thought something had gone wrong with the Daoist robe I made him earlier.
Her little heart, full of self-doubt, finally settled.
In the surrounding spectator stands, speculation about the outcome of this final stage had remained an extremely popular topic.
"Senior Brother Li Yi taking the A Position in this final stage should be nailed to the board."
"Indeed. But there are still plenty of uncertainties surrounding the B Position."
"Senior Sister Yuwen Yao's strength goes without saying, of course, and Senior Brother Song Yan could be called a dark horse."
"Mm, Senior Brother Song's Flying Sword Technique is indeed exquisite, but thinking it over carefully, he is only at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, after all. He is at something of a disadvantage in his reserves of spiritual power."
A small hand tugged at Song Yan's Daoist robe.
He looked back to find a very strange expression on Xiang Zhaoling's face. If he had to choose one word to describe it,
it would be sly.
"Senior Brother, they're all talking about you~"
Song Yan looked at this extremely dangerous girl,