"Xiaofan, why did you bring me to a hotel?" Looking at the hotel before them, Song Yinan gave Zhou Fan a puzzled look.
"Huh? Senior Sister, didn't you say we needed to find a quiet, secret room so you could teach me how to refine that broken ancient sword?" Zhou Fan blinked, his face a picture of innocence.
"Are you sure a hotel is quiet? And that it's a 'secret room'?" Song Yinan looked at Zhou Fan's innocent expression, unable to tell if her junior brother was being mischievous on purpose or was genuinely clueless.
"Senior Sister, you've misunderstood. I'm here to meet a friend. He has a house in the suburbs that's very remote and usually empty. I'm just here to pick up the key!" Even as Zhou Fan said this, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.
"You! How dare you tease your own senior sister!" Song Yinan saw right through him. She let out a lovely laugh, extending a delicate finger to gently tap him on the forehead.
