Chapter 1097: My Fate is in My Own Hands, Not in Heaven's

"Thinking of Your Night?"

"What is this? The title of a tune?"

"Do people even name things like that? Haven't heard of it, have you?"

"It's just for show, after all—how could the descendant of an exiled individual possibly compare to Young Master Long in talent and learning?"

"A buffoon indeed!"

Hearing this name, the cultivators rolled their eyes, expressing their disdain.

"Now that's an unusual name. Young master, why don't you recite a couple lines? Let this little lady witness its charm?"

Long Xue's eyes sparkled with even greater curiosity. Originally, seeing Young Master Han able to sit with those six geniuses had sparked doubts in her heart; now, the many extraordinary aspects he revealed all overlapped with the silhouette of someone in her memory.

The same way of acting without any rhyme or reason, reckless, daring, and carefree; the same off-key, rambling absurdities—could it be the same person?

Had her husband come to find her?