"Ye Chen, what nonsense are you spouting?" Zi Han said coldly. "You're a friend of my daughter, and moreover, Qing Ge's grand-disciple, how dare you say such words to me?"
Because Ye Chen is her daughter's friend, because Ye Chen is Qing Ge's junior, because Ye Chen is indeed outstanding...
Thus, Zi Han very much admires Ye Chen, even tolerating his disrespect, because it matters not.
However, when Ye Chen uttered, "I like you," Zi Han's composure faltered.
What does this kid think he's doing?
Even though Zi Han has a gentle nature, she is not without a temper, and Ye Chen's brazen behavior has already angered her.
"I see no issue in speaking of my affection," Ye Chen said. "Moreover, as cultivators, we should always be true to our hearts, how can I advance to the great Transcendence if I can't even admit whom I like?"
"..." Zi Han was taken aback by Ye Chen's shamelessness.
