They thought Ji'an was lying to the boys to protect her own reputation.
'He dismissed his entire guard,' Fairy Xue thought, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against her ribs. Her pale cheeks were flushed a brilliant, feverish pink beneath her veil. 'He even sent the Ice Demon away. He requested a private, secluded garden. The bad-boy Proctor is finally making his move!'
"M-Martial Uncle Lin," Fairy Xue stammered, stepping forward, her eyes cast demurely downward, nervously twisting the fabric of her pale blue sash. "We... we are honored by your exclusive attention. The Moon-Lotus Gardens are said to be incredibly... romantic at this hour."
Ji'an stared at the blushing, trembling, starry-eyed girl.
The force of the second-hand embarrassment hit Ji'an so hard she physically recoiled. Goosebumps erupted down her arms.
Her transmigrator soul wanted to detach from her body and fly directly into the sun.
