"Your cousin's banquet?" Wu Ling asked, furrowing his brow in thought. "I'm thinking of the correct cousin, Su Yao, right? She's meeting some young lord… Fung? Fong? She said he was very handsome and that his family had connections to a number of sects," Wu Ling said, trying to remember the details of his younger classmate's romantic interest.
"I see how it is," Su Xiang said with a laugh. "You remember every woman you've ever met, even if it was only long enough to paint something for them once, but if it's the man of my cousin's dreams that you helped her to meet, you can't be bothered to remember his name," she mocked in a voice thick with sarcasm. "It's Fang by the way," she added. "Fang Lin. He's a Formation Initiate from the Fang Banking Family."