Seeing Mu Chen's dejected look, Aisriss said irritably, "Silly boy, do you really think you can play a part in a battle between Half-Emperors?"
Mu Chen nodded. "That's true, but Senior, couldn't you have been a bit more tactful?"
Aisriss rolled her eyes. "This is just how I talk. I was born not knowing the first thing about subtlety."
"Er..."
Listening to Aisriss's words and thinking back on what he had learned about her the day before, Mu Chen suddenly realized it was better for him to just keep quiet and obediently eat his noodles.
But he had to admit, Aisriss's cooking was exceptionally good. The bowl of clear soup in front of him was definitely not something an ordinary person could make. Her control of both the temperature and flavor left Mu Chen full of praise. And while Aisriss's words constantly accused Mu Chen of being sly, inwardly she was happily basking in his compliments.
