'Here it is,' Lin Xianxei told herself, preparing her heart for what was to come. Despite the realization her trusted caretaker might have used her, the fact that Wei Wuyin was here was an unchangeable reality. A reality she must face, and from the Earthly Saints' passive stances, likely alone.
"I-"
Step!
"She's not," a voice loudly proclaimed. It belonged to none other than Lin Ming, who stood before Lin Xianxei with his eyes settled on Wei Wuyin. There was an intense light of resistance within those grey eyes of his. As the attention focused on him, he added, "It was merely an unfounded rumor propagated and exaggerated by busybodies. Do you have nothing else to do but seek out rumors? Or perhaps you were hoping that Senior Sister Lin was your fiancée?"