The Difficultly-Maintained Peace (1)

"Holy Lady, how about I change a disguise…" The Blood Moon Elder looked at Ye Qingtang pleadingly.

However…

Ye Qingtang waved a hand casually and sized up the Blood Moon Elder's appearance with a smile in her eyes. "A dignified Blood Moon Sect's Elder has already surpassed ordinary humans. Why do you care about how other ordinary people view you? I think you are very pretty."

"Pre… Pretty…"

The Blood Moon Elder's lips twitched.

Holy Lady, you can't be really blind, can you?

How weird is your aesthetic judgment for you to praise that without any change in your expression?!

The Blood Moon Elder tried to calm his emotions and finally spoke seriously. "Holy Lady, you seem to have some grudge with that lady just now."

The Blood Moon Elder asked that because he realized that there was a cold glint in Ye Qingtang's eyes when she looked at that above-average-looking lady earlier on.

"Indeed." Ye Qingtang admitted.