"Senior sister, this is Nanshan City, huh? It's far worse than our place!"
A young, mischievous-looking girl said while holding the arm of a long-haired girl.
"Of course, junior sister, this Nanshan City can't compare to our Hengqin City." A man walked by and said.
The man was quite handsome, but he gave off a tense vibe.
Then, he looked at the long-haired girl: "Senior sister Mu Qing, should we fly in on our swords?"
"Hey, hey, Zhou Shuai, I'm warning you! Stop trying to get close!" The mischievous girl glared fiercely at the tense man, "Everyone knows what you're thinking!"
"Wen Ya, junior sister, you..."
Zhou Shuai smiled bitterly, unsure of what to say.
Why would a girl stop him from pursuing Mu Qing?
"Better not. After all, it's their city, and we should show some respect." The much-admired Mu Qing finally spoke.
Her voice was pleasant, gentle, with the air of a noble lady.
Just by hearing the voice, one could understand why Zhou Shuai liked Mu Qing so much!
