The dignified noblewoman heard this and did not immediately answer. Instead, she ambiguously gazed at Die Qianwu, a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth.
"Master, why are you looking at me like that?" Die Qianwu said weakly.
"You claim to have skipped over him, but subconsciously, you still think of him!" the dignified noblewoman replied.
"No, I don't."
"Really not?" the dignified noblewoman chuckled, "When taking on this task, you didn't hesitate at all and didn't even ask why. But now that you're back, you're asking so clearly. Isn't it because of him?"
"Master, I didn't say anything. You're the one imposing this connection!" Die Qianwu denied, somewhat playfully.
"You know what you truly think!" the dignified noblewoman laughed, "I'm becoming more curious about this person, able to make someone like you, who is usually so composed, so preoccupied. Should I find time to meet him?"
