Luo Qingyao sighed and then asked, "Sister, what exactly does that Luo Zijin mean? He never used to be so attentive to me."
Luo Ling Immortal laughed, "Do you even need to ask? He must be interested in you. The faction that Luo Zijin belongs to hasn't achieved much over the years, they've been squeezed out constantly and have fewer and fewer positions in the Sword Discussion Hall, they're almost falling to the bottom tier and will eventually be pushed out of the main family."
She poked Luo Qingyao's face, "But if he manages to win over you, the dazzling pearl of the Luo Family, the situation would definitely change."
"Sigh, if only these people spent more effort on doing practical things, would they really fall to the bottom tier?"
