"Sister Murong, are you alright now?" Zhao Xiaoxiao stood on the other side of the pool, waving at her.
"I'm fine now."
Murong Xue's footsteps were light, she stepped on the water's surface and flew over, landing beside the two people.
She looked curious.
"What are you doing..."
"Grilling fish!" Zhao Xiaoxiao happily said, "Brother Qin's grilled fish is really delicious, but of course, the most delicious thing is the chicken he makes."
I know you guys are grilling fish, but this doesn't seem quite right? Grilling fish during such an important time as the Sect's Grand Competition... Murong Xue was a little confused. If it weren't for the life token hanging on her waist, she would have thought the competition was already over.
"Here, Sister Murong, have a taste." Qin Changqing picked up a piece of grilled fish and handed it over with a smile.
Zhao Xiaoxiao complained, "Humph! Brother Qin, you're playing favorites."