"Knock, knock, knock!"
Outside the boudoir, there was a knocking sound.
"Come in."
Ren Qinghuan's cold voice came from inside the room.
Su Han opened the door and entered, taking a deep breath.
The faint fragrance here was truly pleasant...
"Do you have something to say?" Ren Qinghuan glanced at Su Han.
"Ahem, something came up..."
Su Han cleared his throat lightly, sat on the chair, and struggled to find words, "Um... you're not young anymore. You can't just stay inside the room all the time; you should go out and get some fresh air regularly."
"Is this what you came to say?" Ren Qinghuan's delicate brows slightly furrowed.
"No, there's something else..."
"Then speak quickly!"
Su Han felt a bit snubbed, so he got straight to the point, "The Grand Elder and Deputy Pavilion Master came to me, saying that the Young Sect Master of Silver Moon Sect came to propose to you?"
"Yes." Ren Qinghuan nodded lightly.
"And what do you think?" Su Han rolled his eyes.
