"What's the matter?"
Bi Luo followed Mei Xiangyun out of the dining hall with full of curiosity, as Mei Xiangyun held her hand and whispered into her ear with a low chuckle.
"Bi Luo sister, I've already convinced the Sect Leader."
"Convinced the Sect Leader of what?" Bi Luo did not know what Mei Xiangyun was planning since Mei Xiangyun had not discussed it with her beforehand.
Mei Xiangyun laughed, "It's that matter, of course!"
"What matter exactly?" Bi Luo, failing to catch on immediately, became a bit anxious and said, "Xiangyun sister, just spit it out, will you? Don't beat around the bush, okay? You know your sister is getting old and has the slowest mind."
Mei Xiangyun laughed, "Nonsense! Bi Luo, with your grace overshadowing flowers and eclipsing the moon, charming the fish and the geese, you look just like an eighteen-year-old girl. How can you say you are old?"