"..."
"Senior Sister?" Seeing the Taoist nun remain silent, Xu Qing called out several times before she finally responded, "Since you are so familiar with her, why don't you assist her in managing the hall yourself? Why come to seek me?"
Hmm?
Xu Qing blinked and suddenly twitched his nose, pretending to look around, "Where did this sour smell come from? Did someone's vinegar jar get knocked over? Did you smell it, Senior Sister?"
"..."
"If you have nothing else, I'll be taking my leave first!"
Xu Qing quickly grabbed the Taoist priestess's hand.
Yizhen shuddered, but then she heard Xu Qing ask, "Senior Sister, you haven't mentioned anything about the new hall..."
Daoist Yizhen reluctantly withdrew her hand, nodding with downcast eyes, "Since junior brother has invited, how could I refuse?"