"Young Master Yang, what is your impression of our Xin'Er? Would you be interested in becoming Dao companions with her?"
'This woman… right off the bat, she's talking about becoming Dao companions.' Yang Xiao was really getting fed up.
He and Bing Xin had only met once, and they'd started off as enemies.
'Selling your daughter—no, your disciple—you don't have to be in such a rush, do you?'
"Have you asked Bing Xin about this?"
Yang Xiao's tone was icy.
He voiced the question directly.
What he hated most were people who were so self-righteous, making decisions and planning out others' lives without even asking what they wanted.
Bing Wuying, however, seemed oblivious. She smiled faintly. "Xin'Er holds Young Master Yang in high admiration. Ever since she got back last time, she's had nothing but good things to say about you. I'm sure she would be willing..."
Her words trailed off.
She stopped abruptly.
