"Haha…" He laughed awkwardly while trying to maintain his composure. "Sister Ling is really beautiful. Were you perhaps some famous celebrity in the secular world?"
"Me?" Ye Chen laughed softly. "Not at all. I was just an ordinary person."
Meanwhile, Zhu Shan stood silently nearby, watching the entire interaction with a strange expression.
Especially Wu Lao's gaze.
The young lord's eyes practically never left Ye Ling for more than a few seconds.
That obvious interest did not escape Zhu Shan at all.
'Young Lord… are you serious?'
His expression became increasingly complicated.
Then his gaze slowly shifted toward the still-unconscious Shen Xing resting quietly beside the campfire.
A trace of pity appeared in his eyes.
'Miss Shen…'
Zhu Shan sighed inwardly.
'If you don't wake up soon… it might be too late.'
***
Back in Jiangnan City.
