Jian Chunqiu burst into laughter upon listening to Yang Ping's words. He amusingly looked at Yang Ping and said, "What did you just say? That you and Bingtong have a lot in common? I must have misheard."
Without being angered by his attitude, Yang Ping nodded, "We are both outsiders. It's normal for us to bond over a meal together in the Capital City."
Jian Chunqiu shook his head and clicked his tongue, "You are wrong. Although Bingtong comes from another place, it's not the same for her as it is for you. She has us; she's not alone. And you, your intent to get close to her was never pure to begin with. Do you think we would tell you where she is now?"
Yang Ping's feelings were exposed, causing his heart to skip a beat. Now slightly panicked, he lowered his head and avoided eye contact. With a forced tone, he said, "I don't understand what you're talking about. How could I have any impure intentions towards her?"
