Ah!
Zheng-Fu's words startled the young woman sitting tensely nearby. She knew he was referring to her because she had constantly interrupted and taunted him.
“I never said you couldn’t go! And I never forbade you, so… I… I… I… I don’t know anymore!” Qing-Qi stuttered, her embarrassed gaze shifting away as she turned at the end of her sentence.
“Since Elder Sister doesn’t mind, after finishing today’s maneuver, both of you should come to my clan, all right? This time, I promise our clan will prepare food and liquor to welcome you. Not only that, we’ll—”
“No need to go that far, Brother Ye-Liu! I don’t want you to make a big deal out of this or cause trouble because of me. I’m just an ordinary outer disciple, not someone worthy of such treatment,” Zheng-Fu interrupted hastily. He truly didn’t want a grand reception, as it would only make things unnecessarily complicated.