"Sister Qinghe!"
Li Zixuan's voice rang out.
Hearing her, Li Qinghe, who was walking over, had her expression change in an instant. She was so embarrassed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
'It's over! How did Zixuan recognize me?!'
'How did my cover get blown?'
'This shouldn't be happening!'
At that thought, Li Qinghe quickly raised a book to hide her face, her neck flushing red. She turned to walk away, trying to escape Li Zixuan's line of sight.
After all.
She had sworn, boasting to her in that private room.
That she would definitely take the Sword God as her master and become fellow disciples with Zixuan.
But now, her plan had completely backfired.
Instead, Zixuan had moved up a generation, becoming her own "Junior Martial Aunt"!
'This is beyond humiliating!'
The more Li Qinghe thought about it, the more mortified she became. She quickened her pace, desperate to leave Area 1.
"Wait, Sister Qinghe! Don't go!"
