On the vast expanse of the snowfield.
Bai galloped happily, kicking up snow.
Yue Mingzhu's graceful figure swayed along, creating beautiful lines in the air.
Noticing the traces of Li Shiqian's tears on Jiang Fan's shoulder, she couldn't help but say:
"I wouldn't have guessed, you look like a gentleman, but you're quite proficient at coaxing women."
"With just a few words, you managed to turn a hostile girl into someone throwing herself at you."
"Even our sect's chief disciple, Shen Liushu, who prides himself on wooing girls, isn't as adept as you!"
Along the way, Jiang Fan explained the minor conflict he previously had with the Supreme Sect.
Only then did Yue Mingzhu understand the true intention behind the Supreme Sect Master intercepting Jiang Fan.
However, her concern wasn't about the Sect Master's pettiness.
Rather, she was a bit upset about the scene that just unfolded.
Jiang Fan smiled sheepishly: "I can't figure out what was up with her either."