Qhianqhian didn't wait until the next day; as soon as Qin Nuan left, she snuck off to find Old Master Luo. After she spoke with him, he laughed heartily and nodded, "I was thinking the same, it's rare for you to come home, and now we've got this Sect Conference duel, three joyous occasions together sounds great."
Qhianqhian rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Grandpa, do you even know how to count? You call this three joyous occasions?"
"Why wouldn't I?" Old Master Luo saw Qhianqhian's eyes and immediately widened his own, how dare his good granddaughter roll her eyes?
"Qin Nuan's Fourth Brother, Cong Rong's Third Brother, Qu Lin's Second Brother, Qin Liang with Rashal's sister, that's already four pairs." If only Qin Wen had done better and secured Feng Xi, it would have been five pairs.
"Yes, yes, yes..." Old Master Luo nodded repeatedly at Qhianqhian's words, laughing so hard that his eyes disappeared into the creases of his face.
