Looking at the proud Miss Die Yi before him, for some reason, Su Bei always sensed something off in her eyes.
But upon careful thought, we have no deep hatred or significant enmity, do we? Why does she look like she wants to devour me?
Still, he addressed her politely and elegantly, "Well, Su Mou has met Miss Die Yi."
"My visit is to bid farewell to the Saintess."
"Su Mou will soon leave the Sacred Land..."
Die Yi, observing his serious demeanor, circled around him with her hands behind her back. The silken ornaments on her embroidered shoes fluttered lightly, like a graceful butterfly, but her eyes were full of shock.
Could it be that he recovered in just one day?! His meridians were severed; by all logic, he shouldn't have been able to leave his bed for a month...
If Su Bei knew what she was thinking, he would surely tilt his nose to the sky and snort, "Hah! *I'm* the one who makes others unable to leave their beds!"
