Wang Xiu arched an eyebrow, puzzled. "Miss, why do you sigh?"
Zhao Qingyu's voice was soft and exceedingly melodious as she replied, "The favorable bond we worked so hard to forge has now been almost entirely repaid by you. It's such a shame, isn't it?"
Wang Xiu was slightly taken aback before smiling. "Destiny and human obligation are not the same. Once forged, how can it be so easily severed? I will remember your kindness and never dare to forget it."
Zhao Qingyu gazed at Wang Xiu, her eyes like twinkling stars. "Is that true?"
Wang Xiu nodded. "It's true."
As if receiving a satisfying answer, Zhao Qingyu smiled gracefully, turned, and departed, leaving a lingering fragrance in her wake.
Ao Canghai did not approach. He watched Wang Xiu basking in the center of attention, sulking by himself.
"Brother, look how smug that Wang Xiu is. Should we go teach him a lesson?" behind him, two of the Dragon Clan's prodigies spoke, a fierce gleam in their eyes.
