Chen Yi was taken aback, and many absurd past events suddenly stirred up memories. Just as he was about to shake his head, Yin Weiyin glanced over inadvertently. He thought of the female crown's expression when brewing chrysanthemum tea, filled with humiliation and resentment, yet occasionally reaching new heights. The emotions were indescribable, and with this thought, Chen Yi's heart surged, glancing at Heroine Min.
The Martial Arts Realm was approaching the Third Rank, and Min Ning rarely disguised herself as a man anymore. Tonight, her heroic face was enhanced with a soft halo in the dim light.
If the Heroine were to brew tea with the Immortal tonight...
Since Min Ning had already made some plans, he might as well go with the flow this time.
"Back then, I was unaware of etiquette and offended Hero Min. Reflecting now, I truly apologize."
Min Ning gave Chen Yi a sideways glance, "Where did you learn to address yourself as 'official', 'official'."
