Sunlight shone on Gu An, and You Yingying felt as if he were draped in a layer of rosy clouds, his whole being radiating with splendor.
She actually believed that Gu An was speaking the truth.
Gu An's gaze fell on her, and he raised an eyebrow asking, "What? Are you intimidated by my aura of righteousness?"
You Yingying snapped back to reality and glared, "Who can't say things like that? If your sword is really that powerful, would you still be holed up here?"
"Heh heh, what do you know! Hurry up and leave, don't disturb my cultivation!"
Gu An smiled, then sheathed his sword smoothly, believing himself to look quite dashing, sadly You Yingying was blind to it.
You Yingying snorted and turned to leave.
As she turned around, a smile appeared on her face.
Talking with this silly boy had indeed had an effect; her heart felt much better.