Su Qing leaned closer to her, a smile on his crimson lips, his voice low and husky.
"Mm, this birthday gift... I like it very much."
Su Ye had never dodged anything so quickly in her life. She scrambled back several steps.
"I, uh, I should go. I have to get to class."
Even though she had gathered the courage to come and confess her feelings for him a few days ago, his sudden words still left her flustered.
'What on earth am I so flustered about?'
Even after running a good distance away, Su Ye couldn't figure out the answer.
Once Su Ye was gone, Su Qing's attention returned entirely to the peach blossom dagger in his hand.
He turned it over and over, examining it repeatedly.
Fei Han, who had been standing in the distance for some time, could no longer hold back and stepped forward.
"Master, there's been a disturbance at First Grade Mountain."
Su Qing's tone was nonchalant.
"Mm."
After acknowledging him, he continued to gaze down at the dagger.
