Robbing the Rich to Help the Poor

This remark was really teasing, and Yan Shu didn’t know how to respond. She blushed slightly, made a sound of agreement, and then ended the communication.

Yuwen Che looked at the darkened Xuanling Mirror and chuckled before putting it away and placing it in his mustard seed bag.

Shan Zhiqing secretly gritted her teeth but smiled on her face. “Senior Brother, is Junior Sister Yan coming over later?”

Yuwen Che glanced at her and nodded. “Yes, she’s coming.”

Shan Zhiqing smiled innocently like a naive girl. “You must be very happy to see Junior Sister Yan again, Senior Brother, right?”

Yuwen Che didn’t know the meaning behind her words, but she was the only daughter of their master, and he had always taken care of her as his junior sister. Moreover, he was in a very good mood right now and didn’t want to interpret her words with ill intentions, so he just nodded. “Yes.”