Mei Lin leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. She clasped her hands together and tilted her head, as if trying to catch a glimpse of something hidden. "Really, Chan Juan? Are you truly the fairy?" she asked in a hushed voice, as if afraid to break the spell.
Chan Juan rolled her eyes and shook her head, a playful scoff escaping her lips. She waved her hand dismissively, as if brushing off a fly. "Are you crazy? How could I be the fairy? It's just a tale, Mei Lin. No one knows if it really happened or not. It's all myths and stories." She leaned back, crossing her arms over her chest, a smirk playing on her lips.