บท 99: His Admirer

I didn't know how the rest of my time passed at Xie Lun's hall. When my feet took me back to Bai Ye's gate, I didn't know how I got there either.

Wen Shiyin's master must be the one who argued for my spot on the trip to the Jade Temple. Everything made sense now—from the uneasy look Bai Ye had when he mentioned the message, to his hesitation when he showed me Wen Shiyin's technique before the tournament. Back then, I had thought that he was feeling awkward showing it to me because the style was too feminine. But now that I thought about it … It was all because of the master that invented the style.

She had admired him for over two hundred years? How could such persistence not touch him? Even if he didn't reciprocate her feelings initially, how could he not have warmed up to her after all this time?

Or … did he?