Annual Martial Competition

Bai Xiu looked a little surprised. He immediately shook his head. "I didn't think about...."

 

"Not thinking about Song Qiang?" Xue Ji laughed. "Then why are you asking that? I can meet whoever I want, right?"

 

"Not for anyone." Bai Xiu coughed. "Others shouldn't know your identity."

 

Xue Ji raised the corners of her eyebrows. A smirk appeared on her lips. "Then should I claim to be Yuan Xingyun? Should I mend my relationship with Song Qiang?"

 

"…."

 

Bai Xiu just stared at her flatly.

It made Xue Ji laugh. For the past few days, she had spent her time cultivating behind the bedroom door. Despite that, she didn't turn a blind eye to what was going on around her. She knew that Song Qiang had come several times to try to see her.

 

Of course, she didn't care about the man. She pretended not to know and just let Bai Xiu deal with it. However, the man's attitude really took her by surprise.