The Female Cultivator didn't press the issue, just sighing helplessly. "I get it. Newcomers always go through this phase. Once you've struggled enough and lost hope, you'll be as docile as the rest of us."
"By the way, handsome, my name is Yan Yu. What's yours?"
Lu Sangjiu cupped her hands in return. "My name is Lin Qiu."
"Ah, so it's Lin Qiu. Well, you go on and wear yourself out. Just remember to come find me when you get tired!"
Lu Sangjiu: "..."
'Better not. She had no desire to be some scumbag who toyed with a young woman's feelings.'
With an awkward smile, Lu Sangjiu quickly turned and headed toward Mu Lin and Lie Rufeng.
Lie Rufeng had no reaction to Lu Sangjiu's little romantic encounter, but Mu Lin shot her a resentful glance. "Seems a pretty face really comes in handy sometimes."
"Next time we go out, I'll be sure to pack some flashy outfits myself."
Lu Sangjiu: "..."
'That's... really not necessary.'
