Being stared at by Ying Ying's intense gaze, even Li Ye found it somewhat hard to resist. He quickly said, "I am dedicated to the path of cultivation, and I have never intended to become Taoist companions with anyone.
Now it is so, and it will remain so in the future.
Sister Ying Ying is my elder, please do not tease me any further."
In his view, rejection should be straightforward and decisive, to avoid any ambiguous lingering issues.
As a result, Ying Ying seemed to be struck by thunder, her body trembled a bit, and her lips turned somewhat pale.
"Elder..."
Ying Ying swallowed heavily, her smile more painful than crying.
"Haha... indeed."
"Taoist Friend Chen, you and I are now elders too."
Chen Mo nearly laughed out loud beside her. He knew that his Taoist friend Ying Ying was particularly sensitive about her age.
Being a member of the Yinglong clan, she had several times the lifespan of ordinary cultivators, yet she cared so much about age.
