Hua Xiaomai was undecided, swayed by both Wang Zhanrui and Chun Xi murmuring in her ears, her mind beginning to waver. On seeing Meng Yuhuai enter the door, she greeted him with such a statement and couldn't help but laugh.
"Didn't you say I should decide for myself? Why are you also trying to encourage me?"
Everyone consciously shifted aside, making room for Meng Yuhuai and brought over a chair, chattering as they invited him to sit. The wife of Master Tan came from the kitchen with a set of clean bowls and chopsticks, her face beaming with a smile.
Meng Yuhuai took a seat beside Hua Xiaomai. Turning his head to look at her, his lips held a smile, but his eyes gleamed with an intense radiance.
"From the sound of it, it seems you're not that interested in the Eight Treasures Conference. Why?" He didn't respond but posed a question in return, his tone light.
