"So you're deliberately avoiding her?" Xue An said calmly.
Yangjian nodded.
Xue An sighed lightly, "Do you know where I handed her the Jade Pendant?"
"Where?"
"It was inside a Divine Temple, where all the fallen Hua Clan deities are worshipped. Your memorial tablet is placed at the front! Not even a speck of dust on it, and your name has become deeply engraved, clearly from frequent caressing!"
After listening to Xue An, tears glimmered in Yangjian's eyes.
"Really... is it true?"
"If you don't believe it, you can wait until she arrives and ask her face to face!"
"I believe, I believe! How could I not believe? I'm just having a hard time believing I'm this lucky!"
As he said this, Yangjian lifted his hand to gently wipe away the tears at the corner of his eyes.
"Come, today we won't leave until we're drunk!"
"Alright, we won't leave until we're drunk!"
The Yin and Yang Clan has an inexplicable admiration for the moon, as can be seen from their names, like Lord Yuehua.
