"You..."
Hearing him speak, the Commandery Princess hastily pushed the cup back onto the table, her gaze fixed on Lin Changheng with a mixture of embarrassment and anger.
This time, her embarrassment was genuine, with not a trace of pretense.
Pampered from birth as a precious daughter of the imperial house, no man had ever dared to get close to her. Now, having embarked on the Immortal Path and mostly left the mortal world behind, she still had very little contact with men.
Lin Changheng was the sole exception, and even he had always been courteous and restrained.
Now, however, she had carelessly shared a cup of tea with the male Cultivator before her. Wasn't that equivalent to an indirect...
'No, absolutely not!'
Tantai Feiyue, who had always been sharp and composed, found her poise faltering for the first time in the face of this unfamiliar breach of propriety between men and women.
