The incident of Qin Yi rolling down the slope with Yue'er during the Qingming Outing just the other day, for some reason, was already being talked about everywhere after just a day.
If it weren't for the fact that the armed forces happened to be present, this would have likely caused a commotion already.
Thinking about this, Su Sikong felt strangely uncomfortable. He had made every effort to prevent the spread of the news, yet why had it still...
Su Sikong was making excuses and his distracted look showed that he certainly didn't take others seriously, not giving any importance to himself! Eighth Master's face grew as black as ink.
"What, are you thinking of marrying off Yue'er to that poor scholar?"
Su Sikong looked as though he wanted to say something, but held back.