“If you have the ability, then you can find someone as beautiful as my family’s Qingqing to be happy in the mountains, but considering how you look, I fear you don’t have the ability.”

As soon as Zhao Jiuge spoke, the expressions of the other three all changed, but they were all different.

When Bai Zimo heard Zhao Jiuge’s words, his eyes narrowed, making him look as if he was calculating something. He stared at the Seven-Leaf Green Jade Lotus in Zhao Jiuge’s right hand. With his family’s status, these herbs were not precious and the sect contributions were pointless to him. However, Bai Zimo was a very proud and vain person. He only wanted to find the seven herbs in order to show off among the new disciples.

When Bai Qingqing heard Zhao Jiuge’s slightly flirty words, her face turned slightly red and she cursed at him in her heart. “When facing outsiders, I’ll give you some face, but if you call me ‘Qingqing’ so affectionately again, I’ll make your ears swell. This brat used to be so honest, but now his mouth is getting more and more mischievous. He was honest like a block of wood back on the stairs—how did he change so quickly? It's either ‘Big Sister Qingqing’ or ‘my family’s Qingqing,’ but when he is in a bad mood, he gives me the cold shoulder.”

When the slender youth heard...