Watching Ning Wenbin's lonely figure depart, Xiao Manxuan regretfully said, "Is there really no possibility for them?"
"Did you see the way Wu Xiuluo behaved just now? They are from entirely different worlds. To put it seriously, there's a difference between fairy and mortal, and the key is that Wu Xiuluo has no feelings for him at all," Lin Tian said helplessly.
Xiao Manxuan argued defiantly, "So what if there's a difference between fairy and mortal? Isn't the legend of Niu Lang and Weaver about their mutual love and union? They're also a fairy and mortal separated by distance."
"Niu Lang and Weaver?" Lin Tian chuckled and said, "I've heard a different version. The legend goes that the Seven Immortals descended to bathe in a lake, and the old cow told its master, Niu Lang, about it."
