Xia Tian, who had just started cultivating, was startled by someone's presence inside his room, and he immediately opened his eyes and asked. "Why did you suddenly come here, Qing'er?"
Nalan Qing was extremely nervous about facing Xia Tian; she was still afraid that he would reject her feelings, and most of all, she was afraid that he would hate her. She took a deep breath and walked in front of him, intending to kneel before him.
Xia Tian, on the other hand, immediately stopped her and said. "You don't need to do this anymore; the current me is not Long Tian, so I am no longer your master."
"But-"
"No, buts!" Xia Tian then lifted Nalan Qing to sit beside him as he observed her nervous expression. "Why are you nervous like this? As far as I remember, you were always playful and mischievous, and I've never seen you this nervous."