Odour
Feng Lingtong was the person most suited to Holy Maiden in everyone's hearts.
She was kind and beautiful.
It was warm and friendly to everyone.
However, this did not mean that she was a little white flower.
Xia Wanning led the way, and she followed quietly behind.
"Holy Maiden, please forgive Wanning for being stumped. How come I've never seen you before? Furthermore, I never knew that the Ancestor would be so familiar with you. "
"I've known him for many years."
Xia Wanning replied, "Holy Maiden probably doesn't know. All these years, I've always been by the Ancestor's side, so I was a little surprised by your appearance. You shouldn't blame me, right?"
Feng Lingtong stood still.
Her face was gentle.
He asked back, "Why should I blame Elder Xia?"
Could it be that Holy Maiden did not understand such provocative and self-explanatory words?
Xia Wanning smiled.