Li Xian suddenly smiled, as he had already figured it out. He originally intended to exchange genuine feelings for the bright moon, but how cheap true feelings are to mere ephemerals. Having freed himself from the prison cage, he naturally lives freely and uninhibited, galloping through the world.
Others may hate him, love him, or annoy him, it's both related and unrelated to him.
This kind of hesitation... is too discouraging. In this sense, he is indeed different from those Flower Thieves.
Having attained enlightenment, Li Xian returned to his nature. But thinking of the unique attire of Nangong Liuli, which was already difficult to move in, he decided not to mention it for the time being. Wen Caishang's concerns were indeed reasonable; if Li Xian were not charming, how would he dare to provoke this fiery flower? Since he dared to provoke this fiery flower, would he be afraid of other tender flowers, red flowers, green flowers...
