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Xiao Jihan, who was focused on controlling his sword, suddenly raised his gaze, and their eyes met for a moment. When they unexpectedly made eye contact, Yan Shu felt somewhat embarrassed, remembering the times when she had stolen glances at him. Reflexively, she prepared to give him an awkward yet polite smile. However, just as her lips were about to curve into a smile, she suddenly remembered the original host’s character and quickly suppressed it.

Just as she was about to pretend that nothing had happened and naturally avert her gaze, a transmission of sound suddenly resounded, “Master, it’s best not to be too blatant!”

The clear voice carried a hint of slight anger, leaving Yan Shu completely puzzled. Blatant? What was she being blatant about? Yan Shu looked at him with confusion, only to see that he had already shifted his gaze away, with only a slight crease in his sword-like eyebrows, indicating his impatience.