Lin Zimu was feeling extremely awkward on the side.
He had already imagined various scenarios, wondering what the situation would be like if Guo found out that Yang Yan was the Saint Son she openly declared she wanted to pursue?
"Guo, if there's nothing else, Yang Yan and I will take our leave."
Lin Zimu didn't want to delay further; to be precise, he feared the imagined situation might come true and just wanted to find an excuse to leave quickly.
"Hmph! Zimu, it's always like this, so dull. Forget it, you both can go!"
The girl waved her hand in boredom, and along with two female disciples, left ahead of Lin Zimu and the others.
It seemed that this kind of situation had happened more than once or twice before!
Her actions were indeed quite skillful!
"Yang, Guo just now was truly a beauty with both talent and brains!"
Once the girls had walked away, Lin Zimu suddenly laughed, standing there teasing Yang Yan:
"Zimu, you're joking. Guo... hmm! Guo was likely just joking."
