Su Chang pointed to the seat beside him: "Sit down, no need to stand, and don't be too formal."
Yi Xiaotian smiled, not at all shy, and took a seat on the chair nearby as Su Chang spoke: "Ha, I also feel being too formal is no good."
This is probably the kind of person who blossoms with a bit of sunshine, or sets up shop with a bit of paint.
Ning Mei also showed a hint of helplessness on her face, sitting next to Yi Xiaotian, still feeling her heart racing; it's easy to get nervous in front of Mr. Su.
"What are you nervous about? Weren't you quite fierce before?" Su Chang teased Ning Mei.
Ning Mei took a deep breath: "That's not what I meant, I'm just a bit worried about Xiaotian."
Su Chang nodded, then shifted the conversation: "The situation at the gathering place this year should be alright, except for the wars on the front line."
Ning Mei thought for a moment and said: "Actually, it's not too good, we just managed to stabilize the casualties later."
