They quickly started chatting.
「Ten minutes later.」
The attitudes of Zhang Qingyuan and the others had made a complete turnaround. They gathered around Qin Mu again, each updating their respective views.
"Xiao Qin, this girl is alright. If she's willing to gain some weight, I have no objections."
"This old man has read faces before, and this girl's face clearly shows she can bring prosperity to her husband."
"Xiao Qin, I'm not saying this out of any obligation, but aside from being a bit thin and constitutionally a bit weak, she has no other flaws."
"Of course, we're just offering our opinions. You can consider them..."
Qin Mu listened to everyone's "opinions." Dark lines reappeared on his forehead.
This group of elders really had too much free time on their hands.
They kept randomly trying to matchmake.
He and Qing Lan were just interacting as friends.
He had no romantic interest in her.
If anything... she could barely count as his half-disciple.
