"In my entire life, I, Chen Ye, have acted with integrity and honesty; I am not one to cling to the powerful! No more nonsense!"
Chen Ye spoke sternly, with righteous authority.
The young girl was taken aback by his sudden seriousness but quickly realized he was distancing himself from the topic.
She couldn't help but softly scoff, her cheeks slightly flushed, "Who said it was about you? Uncle Chen, don't take it personally. I was just remarking that Guardian Zhao has high standards and ordinary people aren't worth her time."
"That's better then."
Chen Ye let out a sigh of relief, but then something felt off.
Why did this girl seem to be hinting at him?
As he looked into the bright, smiling eyes of the young girl, he shook his head helplessly.
Forget it, arguing with these clever little girls, he never comes out ahead.
Even Qing Jun often left him speechless.
The two chatted for a while longer, exchanging some interesting anecdotes from the sect and insights on cultivation.
