"Junior Brother, this meeting is very important, so you must watch closely later."
In the courtyard, Miao Tinglian spoke seriously.
Jiang Hao nodded, "Senior Sister, rest assured, I will see clearly."
With his level of cultivation, what could he not see clearly?
Though he fell from Daluo a few days ago, his strength wasn't affected in the slightest.
Even less so his sight.
"If you say so, I'm relieved. Once you see her, you'll understand why I would kneel for you," Miao Tinglian said earnestly, "You'll know just how much I've racked my brain over your marriage."
Jiang Hao: "..."
For a moment, he didn't know how to refute the other.
He would wait until he saw for himself.
He would then inform his Senior Sister that, in fact, everyone looked the same to his eyes, so she needn't worry about it anymore.
Let Senior Brother Mu Qi focus on his cultivation; he might ascend in a hundred years or so.