"Elder sister, did you hear what I said?" Shen Qinghe was afraid that her elder sister would keep harping on the matter, as Shen Zhiyao remained silent.
"I heard, I heard," Shen Zhiyao rolled her eyes in secret.
It was clearly Qinghe herself who couldn't let go, her eyes would change every time the Wuya Sword was mentioned.
She felt it necessary to remind her sister again, "You said that both Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen were fascinated by Nan Sheng in the Illusory Realm, which shows that it is related to reality. Why didn't Mr. Wuya pester Nan Sheng for a kiss, but instead pestered you? Have you ever thought about why that is?"
She stopped right there and quickly moved a bit farther away from Qinghe.
After all, there was no such thing as unmerited good or evil in this world, and Mr. Wuya's affection for Qinghe was visible to the naked eye.
Shen Qinghe was stunned for a long while but didn't dare to think deeper.