Bai Chuwei looked at his slightly reddened ear tips, then remembered what he was like as a child: clearly wanting to be held but acting stubborn, insisting to climb atop her head and claiming it was her who wanted to hold him.
Duan Feihan spoke in his usual tone, "Where did you see that?"
Bai Chuwei stared at his left chest, speaking with profound meaning, "Because your current heartbeat is different from your usual heartbeat rate."
Duan Feihan's expression remained unchanged as he responded lightly, "It seems you pay close attention to me, even going so far as to take special note of my normal heartbeat rate."
Bai Chuwei paused, surprised. Was this him... matching wits with her?
Bai Chuwei leaned halfway across his desk, hand propping her face, her smile deepening, "I want to make you my underling, so of course I have to keep an eye on you often."
Duan Feihan gazed at her intently, "Are you practicing immortality cultivation?"